Significance

“For the artist, there is no insignificant thing.” ― Marty Rubin There is a small wooded area on the island where we live. One of the last wooded spots that, through some miracle has escaped development. It’s not a beautiful spot, by most people’s standards. No creek or marsh, no great ocean view. Nothing of significance. But […]

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Blank

For a change, this morning my mind is blank.  Empty.   I think I am in that in between moment.  Life Limbo… Between a week of vacation last week and a week ahead of normal everyday life.  Between living in the moment and the reality of everyday life, full of to-do lists and appointments to keep. […]

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Being invisible

A long day spent out on the water is better than any day spent on land. Meandering through the creeks searching for fish that are hungry, is as good of an excuse as any to get out into the place we call home.  The sound of the water.  The tangy salty smell of the oyster […]

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Cottonfields

There are few things that I truly miss from my childhood. Looking back, I can recall just as many troubling times as I can recall good ones. But often, something I see or hear triggers a safe and happy feeling and I go right back to being a kid for a moment. I was reading […]

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Changes

The squirrels are busy this morning.  Running and jumping through the tree limbs beside the porch as if auditioning for the circus.  Tybee, my dog, and I are wondering what they know that we do not.  She is as upset by their activity, as she is intrigued.  The crashing sound is amazingly loud for critters […]

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