Unexpected Death
Unexpected Death
Death comes quickly when unexpected.
It drops suddenly day or night.
No warnings. Just action. Stealth.
It doesn’t seem right.
Easier on the recipient,
Harder on those left behind.
Unexpected Death.
Life is over in a moment.
Too quick for reflection?
Perhaps, and hard to know.
Suffering, little or none.
The mystery of life remains.
Natural death is not chosen.
Unexpected Death just occurs.
Grief follows shock
With each passing day
The pain reverberates,
not going away.
Unexpected Death
Each one a stressful act
For those left behind.
Weary of the mounting losses
Those still living
Must continue on.
Life means doing and being.
Seeking the joy in living.
While remembering those passing on.
Unexpected death gives life more meaning.
Grief
Everything is fine until suddenly it’s not.
Grief catches one at odd moments-
A memory here or a smell there.
Favorite songs on the car radio.
Triggers are everywhere.
Each one hurts in a different way.
Grief is individual. Grief is collective.
No rhyme or reason, no right or wrong.
But an Unexpected Death
Calls for me to be strong.
A Quick Good-bye
Just last week you called,
Uncomfortable in the single bed.
Advice was asked and given.
The problem so quickly solved
You hastened to take action
With hardly a good-bye.
Since I was relieved by spirits so high,
It hardly mattered that brief good-bye.
Not knowing it would be the last.
Why oh, why, so fast.
Never Ending Love
Fortunate, are those who experience never-ending love.
Mistakes are overlooked. Disappointments forgotten.
Grudges are unheard of.
And forgiveness always has room to spare.
From birth to death-
Fortunate, are those who experience never-ending love.
Memories console and grant inner peace.
Such love gives us strength to carry on.
The gift of such a love is both human and divine.
A Father in Heaven and a father who walked the Earth.
Fortunate, are those who experience never-ending love.
I already miss you. Rest in Peace Dad.










When the January snow blows it is time to plan the garden. This is always a favorite indoor task for this time of year. And a wet snow encourages both High Plains farmers and gardeners. So, after looking at the forecast showing three chances of snow in one week, I visited the library. Multiple books were checked out including three related to gardening.
By reviewing the notes from my calendars, I know what items to re-order. And which ones to skip. For example, last years eggplants grew larger than the year before, but the vines became diseased. Not ideal for a home garden.
A new year provides the perfect time to update goals. Top of the list is establishing a relationship with an agent or an editor. The second writing goal pertains to this blog. But it is hard to accurately define- I want the posts to be “more and better.” For now, I will leave the goal loosely specified.







My arrival in Central Florida preceded Nicole’s by about eighteen hours. The winds became stronger as we both approached the area. Since, this was a Category 1 storm the wind gusts were on par to those I experience frequently living on the High Plains. I have always wondered why the Weather Channel does not send Jim Cantore and his co-hosts out to my part of the country on a more regular basis. Perhaps, it is the lack of storm surge. More likely blowing dust is not as easy to film as crashing waves.

Sophie the cat is quite the hunter. From time to time, she has competition from the bull snakes. She stays clear of the larger ones but sometimes challenges and even conquers the smaller ones. She was challenging the latest bull snake this week.
Upgrade by Blake Crouch is a 2022 release that is part futuristic, part action, part dystopian and totally page turning. But the most compelling part of the story is the humanity demonstrated by the hero, Logan Ramsey. A man no longer a “normal” human. But one genetically altered.











Co-existing with wildlife takes effort. This summer I have the good fortune to stay in a mountain duplex. The half I visit from time-to-time backs right up to wilderness. A large wall encloses the back and does restrict the view somewhat. However, the wall provides a buffer between man and other animals. Such as moose and bear.

For the past ten days or so, I have been away from home, hiding out in my favorite retreat. But there is no hiding from the news. So, even though family matters take the forefront right now, I am commenting. The Supreme Court verdicts are concerning.
A quick turnaround between Kentucky and Michigan was a great indicator that I am not meant to be a jetsetter. Less than 24 hours at home made me appreciate the slower paced life I usually lead. However, the trip to Michigan gave me closure, much needed closure.





Classic cars took over Portage Street in downtown Sault Ste. Marie. The Flint Vehicle City Back to the Bricks car show made a mid-week stop in this border town. Fortunately for me, the timing coincided with my arrival on the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.













The first major project of the spring was expanding the garden. Fortunately, two of my offspring and their significant others helped out. Two areas were rototilled. Both were about forty feet long by four feet wide.



