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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: January 2014
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Saturday, January 25, 2014. Nothing I Can See Scares Me. What I Can't See. I’m looking into the woods from the end of my driveway. The wind is blowing due west so the pine trees beside me howl like organ pipes and do nothing to keep me sheltered. At least the wind is at my back and not stopping my breath. It’s a balmy twenty-five degrees and my hands feel relatively warm bare and taking notes for what I’ll type later. Kathy has published a book of essays titled, Bear Season.
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Picking Winners
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Saturday, March 15, 2014. Earlier today I watched my tree from a little farther off than usual. I was very quiet and hid behind a car. I saw the culprit! It was a gray squirrel. There has never in all the years I’ve lived here been a gray squirrel in the yard. I’ve seen chipmunks and an occasional red squirrel, but no grays. I stepped out from my hiding place and it took off like a rocket for the woods seventy or eighty feet away. Sheryl St. Germain. March 20, 2014 at 11:58 AM.
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Night
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Sunday, February 16, 2014. I’ve written about the wind, the cold, how the wind makes it cold, snow in various stages of causing me work or misery and I’ll stop listing before this becomes a rant. Sure it’s windier, snowier and usually colder up here on our hilltop in the country but there is pretty cool stuff here that nobody ever sees in the city. As I look up I can hear snow landing on my nylon jacket and wish I’d worn a quieter one and that I still had the pick up tr...
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Salt, Ice and the Sea
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Sunday, February 9, 2014. Salt, Ice and the Sea. Most would say my temperament points at crab. I wouldn’t mind crab. Shore crabs are quick, industrious and even when in large groups go about their business alone. I can see myself as a fiddler crab menacing anything that comes my way with a claw bigger than my body. February 9, 2014 at 9:40 AM. By letting us in on the irony of your street name you gave the post a great ending! February 9, 2014 at 3:04 PM. I grew up in Westches...
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Birds exploded from the soil to sing to me
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Saturday, April 5, 2014. Birds exploded from the soil to sing to me. This is the last of the required entries for the nature writing class I’m taking, but not the last entry. Apacha’s adventures in the park with Kyle had me looking at my little dog differently. As Auggie has gotten older his walks have gotten shorter especially in winter since his coat is short and the cold hurts his arthritis. So what’s out there today? A suet holder and suet share the pole from which the fe...
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Finding the way to the feeder.
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Sunday, April 27, 2014. Finding the way to the feeder. I wrote that I'd keep this thing going. I'd be a liar If I didn't. Or a fraud. The Wizard of Oz was fraud, a humbug to be precise. He was a good old dude so being a humbug wouldn't be awful. But I keep looking at that darned black pole with it's two bird feeders and suet cage. My new pet. He didn't bring the ladies today. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Maggie By the Moon.
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: Growing Trees
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Sunday, February 23, 2014. A windless day, rare for our hill, and warm enough for a t-shirt. Most of the snow has transmogriphied into wet leaves, mud and sticks. To be honest, I miss the snow’s whitewash of the work the yard will need. A false spring or a hint of it? I’ve seen the weather forecast for the week so my brain knows the answer my heart and skin refuse to believe. I was cheap and filled the feeder with old seed. Who knew seed could get old? Great pictures, Tony!
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling: March 2014
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Tony's Open Eyed Scribbling. Saturday, March 15, 2014. Earlier today I watched my tree from a little farther off than usual. I was very quiet and hid behind a car. I saw the culprit! It was a gray squirrel. There has never in all the years I’ve lived here been a gray squirrel in the yard. I’ve seen chipmunks and an occasional red squirrel, but no grays. I stepped out from my hiding place and it took off like a rocket for the woods seventy or eighty feet away. Saturday, March 1, 2014. I’m at my spot...
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October | 2014 | Two Songbirds Press
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Your source for editorial assistance. Recent Conferences, Honors. What clients and associates say. Monthly Archives: October 2014. Under the Gum Tree 3rd Year Anniversary Reading. October 8, 2014. Under the Gum Tree. Issue 13 October 2014 is here and gorgeous! Have you purchased your digital or print subscription. Our three-year anniversary issue features stories by J.J. Anselmi. Brigitte Bowers, Mary Collins, Lesley Howard. Kate Washington, and Wendy Patrice Williams. Photo essay by Anna Ladd. San Franc...
