Hancock Fabrics, Good Bye!

Alas! The venerable Hancock Fabric Store is no more. I have such fond memories of Hancock Fabrics, from way back. I won the 8th grade science fair and got $50 cash money for it. I bee-lined it to Woolco Department Store in the Indian Trail Shopping Center so Ma and I could pick out a…

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Honeysuckles, A Kid’s Delight

Honeysuckles! Walking around the woods, the honeysuckles are about over now. They have beautiful flowers and strangling vines; woe unto the bush they get near. Another rampant Asian import! Of course this one is pretty, as are many of the others. As choke-worthy as they are, few folks have them in their yards by choice. As I have many…

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Warnings in the Night

I have a confession to make. I didn’t start cleaning up because I couldn’t stand the stacked and jumbled-tumbled boxes of plunder that impeded the use of the great room, that wouldn’t let me even reach the windows for a breeze. I did it because of a premonition. I had a powerful dream that I…

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A Milkweed Memory

Walking about the woodland Saturday, I some noticed milkweeds along the driveway ditch which brought to mind a story. It’s a story that gives a little idea of what Dad was like. Dad was sitting out with Mom and me in the side yard late one summer. He had a Falls City beer in hand…

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What It Looks Like Now

As I mentioned before, it took many days of diligent labor to get the floors, wall and windows clean and cleared. The next step was moving heavy furniture. This monstrous cabinet is one big unit. My ex made it. Not slow, not quick, but half-fast. It just about wore me out shoving this from one…

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It’s Shaping Up!

Oh, the sorry-ness of pile of plunder. It’s good…most of it…some of it. Years of piling on more and more finally reached the peak of endurance! I’m rather ashamed to show what it looked like, but here’s a mere sample. All holiday weekend I labored, and this weekend too. One corner of the great 25…

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Stick Entities

Just a short note today, on Stick Chicken and Stick Gator. If one cannot draw worth a hoot, sometimes a stick effigy will get the point across. I painted this when a great tumult occurred at the chicken plant I was working for and had the kaka hit the proverbial fan. Bells tolled and heads rolled!…

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Cabin Cleaning Progress

I moved lots of stuff out of the cabin a month ago, and got a long extend-handled scrubby thing. I got an industrial box of trash bags. Load after load of plunder went up to town! I can hardly walk in the house in town, it is so packed. Oh yeah, gung ho, let’s take…

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The Apple Toy

I have a chewed up Winesap that is not going to make it. If everybody had as much trouble as me when it comes to fruit, the suppliers would not be able to give trees and plants away. Phooey. You may know I work in town and only get home to the cabin on weekends. I…

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