Sunday, 17 May 2015. Attack On EU Convoy - Update. Taliban suicide attack kills three near Kabul airport. Saturday, 16 May 2015.

Observations from a Missouri River Bluff. All good things must end, they say, and whether this year-long blog has been worthwhile or not, its end has come. But if our lives are in synch with natural cycles, endings are also opportunities to begin. Was published last year, my editor at South Dakota State Historical Society Press.

This is a window into the world in which I live. It is more often than not filled with the bright and beautiful; sometimes blanketed with rain and shadow. In either case, I will share what I am able to share with you in the hope of widening your world even if only by the tiniest bit. Thank you for visiting and do leave a comment to brighten and widen my world too. Tuesday, January 30, 2018. Saturday, January 20, 2018. Saw one of these today! Links to this post.

The Little One Who Screamed. On the flight home, the woman in front of us was traveling with twin three-year-old girls. One of them had enough of travel, of the flight, she was not happy. She began to fuss, then wail, and it went on for a long time.

Saturday, December 19, 2015. A Christmas Shop in Salzburg, Austria. Colorful displays filled windows in meticulously maintained, centuries-old wooden buildings. Summer flowers spilled over flower boxes, as if to tickle our heads when we stopped to admire a window display. We were two of the expected one million tourists who would visit Salzburg this past summer. It was a magical stop. The Little Girl inside me spark.

I find it impossible to positively tell them apart.

O my poor Kingdom, Sick with civil blows Peopled with WOLVES, Thy old inhabitants. Garde nationale américaine à la frontière mexicaine. Israel Missile Attack on Syria.

Bodies can bruise, stagger,. And tilt with a breeze. Psyches can hamper, crack,. And smile with an angle. Written for The Sunday Whirl. Using the twelve words pictured above. I do enjoy the creative challenge of writing a poem with random words. Happy Sunday! July 12, 2015. That you alone decide to cast.

Each minute of life should be a divine quest. Wednesday, March 25, 2015. Autumn in Aotearoa New Zealand. White fluffy clouds and in our small city. Every morning she checks out the ants In the garden,.

Rain at Flying Hat in central Texas. I am closing with a video of my petting a wild, juvenile cottontail rabbit. I have seen its parents in the tall grass, not far from where I rescued the roadrunner from the water trough. Yes, I know as you do, cycles of life and death on ranches, farms, cities, and this good earth. And, lately, rain has fallen. Filed under Flying Hat Ranch. Tagged as A Sand County Almanac.