A Wuthering Wearying Wind

The wuthering wind howls outside tonight, whistling at the windows, worrying the chimney, whipping around the house's corners, eaves, and shutters, whimpering at the doors, wanting to come inside out of its own cold. I hear it rattling tree branches, rustling fallen leaves, robbing the porch of anything left loose. I see it ruffling the... Continue Reading →

The Old Farm Bell

"Across the wide acres, from the church house, the schoolhouse, the farmhouse––the bell rings and sings through the air and into your soul." c.e.hollis   When I first moved to the farm 20 years ago, it was not then a farm. It had been a farm. It had grown sorghum, corn, hay, pecans, and soybeans.... Continue Reading →

Spring Comes Softly

"Spring comes so softly that we don't hear her voice until we have seen her wave her green. Suddenly there is color and music and our hearts fill with each note." c.e. hollis Spring Comes Softly The daffodils, crocuses, and hyacinths are first to show up. They are "sudden" clumps of green stems and among... Continue Reading →

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