The Caregiver’s Tales
Tiny essays on life, nature, grief and other things that catch my fancy in the Texas Hill Country. Here’s how it all got started.
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Story Time
It has come to me that I can see. And not because I look out and see mountains, but simply because I look, and the mountains come to me.
New Order
Yesterday was a good day. All the Christmas decorations are down. Most of them are stored in the attic. I worked until I lost the light. And you lose the light early these days.
How It’s Done
Most evenings, as I head off to slumber, I’m thinking about what I want to write the next day.
Over the Hills
It’s a wonderful fall morning. The air is clear and cold. There’s a scattering of clouds where the morning sun can play. The day feels filled with promise.