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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Brother John?
The monastic life. At one point, I imagined, if I ever found myself without a wife and the kids were grown, that this might be an option.
Delta Dawn
There’s a golden glow over the pasture and the hills beyond. A light fog is lit by the morning sun.
Here’s to the gods of Technology
It’s not a good time to have a bad relationship with pollen. I’ve done everything in my power to make it good, but the pollen couldn’t care less.