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Ah, the hustle and bustle of Christmas. I’ve never been able to keep up with it all.  Especially purchasing and wrapping presents. My dad never did any of it – he left it all for Mom.  Well, Lorelie and I don’t have that kind of marriage. I’m thankful for that –  most of the time.  But buying and wrapping presents?  Yup, Fast food for energy and brave the mall on Christmas Eve.  Every year! Some years ago I wrote a silly poem and Lorelie said,  “That’s pretty good’ I could improve it!”  Hope you enjoy the poem. This is the way it was!   Tim

Jacques and the Bean Stocks Once upon a time a widow toiled on a small organic produce farm with little help from her grown son Jacques.  The young man longed to be rich, but just couldn’t see himself working hard enough to get there.  Jobs he saw advertised looked like hard work and didn’t pay

Cathy’s poem, TIDE BOOK is the perfect selection for the month of June in the Northwest.  The lowest tides and highest tides of the year draw us to the beaches to view and experience what the ebb tide reveals about the sea bottom and then hides as the tide floods the beaches.  

In several poems, Cathy’s perception of nature leads her to consider its possible meaning for her and how nature can mirror her life and   also become a guide to how she can change her life.

Tim

Pause for a minute or two and imagine that after a life lived near people, stores and highways, you find yourself in a small cabin on a remote island accessed only by water, a dense forest, and, yes, grizzly bears. Imagine that! That’s what Carole did when the expected money from salmon fishing didn’t pan out. Why would she do that? Carole’s memoir, FISHING FOR COURAGE,  gives us clues to answers to that question.