The sky showers us with white wonder. c e hollis Sleet came down hard sounding like an old typewriter's keys tap-tap-taping on the metal roof. The sun coming out next morning showed a layer of ice that looked like snow but to the disappointment of gleeful children was not user friendly. It was hard and... Continue Reading →
Roses on Barbed Wire
“Barbed wire connects us like prayer, separates us like punctuation, defines us like our words, and supports us like a father’s hand.”c e hollis I love barbed wire fences. They run along the ranch land enclosing pastures of cattle, horses, and fields of hay and wildflowers. Scissortail flycatchers and meadowlarks, phoebes, and mockingbirds sit atop... Continue Reading →
Late Summer Comes to the Farm
While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease. Genesis 8:22 Summer is almost over and soon the leaves will fall, the garden will suffer frost, and the super-heated days will be forgotten. We all love summer, but there are things to relish in every... Continue Reading →