Poems & Other Lies
Good Morning
11/26/25 6:30 40F (4.4C) Cloudy, cool and damp. The downpour stopped sometime after I went to bed last night. The ashes inside the lodge were still warm this morning and I was able to easily rekindle the fire. The pumpkin rings didn't get wet and continue to...
Good Morning
11/25/25 6:00 36F (2.2C) Calm, foggy, dark. Amy is up. Traffic is beginning to move. I hear a truck's back up alarm somewhere down the road. Walter is barking. The rooster is crowing. I am still waking up. Everyone seems to be ahead of me this Tuesday...
Good Morning
11/24/25 5:00 40F (4.4C) Dark, clear, calm. The tattered remnants of last night's rain clouds lie like discarded rags around the periphery of a moonless sky pierced by an infinity of stars. ...
Good Morning
11/23/25 5:30 42F (5.5C) Dark, foggy, with a hint of coyote. I just heard a gun go off, echos rumbling across Willow Flat. Walter is disgruntled and unnerved by the noise. ...
Good Morning
11/22/25 6:00 32F (0.0C) Dark, moonless, frosty. The sky. The ground. Everything is sparkly. ...
Good Morning
11/21/25 6:30 33F (0.55C) Clear, calm, cold. It is just above freezing yet the deck has a veneer of ice. What a beautiful dawn. The sky, clear behind a thin, nearly invisible gauze, is brightening through pastel shades of pink and blue. A small bird whistles...
Good Morning
11/20/25 6:00 42F (5.5C) Dark, moonless and cloudy. It was raining lightly but now it has stopped. It is a very quiet morning. I wonder what that damn dog is up to? ...
Good Morning
11/19/25 6:30 31F (-0.55C) Partially cloudy and still. The stars are fleeing the dawning light. It is a very frosty morning. I think it is the first hard freeze we have had this season. ...
Good Morning
11/18/25 5:30 34F (1.1C) Dry, light breeze, broken clouds with a few stars showing through. Amy's up a little early and the lights are on, lending a cheery illumination to the early morning. ...
Good Morning
11/17/25 5:30 49F (9.4C) Cloudy, dark, raining lightly. By 6:00 the rain had stopped and fog was creeping in around rhe edges of the canyon. I put Walter back in the house. He's eating breakfast and now everything out here is silent. If it weren't for the glare...










