Pickin’ Peas


The hot, dry sun was beating down hard on my back, and the pebbles and puncture weeds were really digging into my knees as I knelt in the parched dirt next to our pea patch the other day.

I’ve spent a LOT of time out there lately, crawling slowly through the thick, tangled vines…

And although my face was beet-red and the sweat was trickling steadily down my back, I have to admit, I was having the time of my life! Continue reading “Pickin’ Peas”


THOSE People


I love livin’ on a dirt road. I really do.

Sure, it has its disadvantages. Things get pretty dusty in the summer. You’re the last ones to see a snowplow in the winter. And no matter what time of year, it’s dang near impossible to keep your car clean.

(It’s a good thing both our vehicles are white…)

But, as with most things rural, the pros definitely outweigh the cons. Continue reading “THOSE People”

The Stuff That Covers Me


Why is it that so many of my stories take place during the wee hours of the morning?

I swear, this blog is starting to sound like a broken record, and I apologize for that.


I found myself (once again) peeling off my dirty clothes, brushing my teeth, and stumbling sleepily through the rest of my bedtime routine — while those ominous red numbers on my nightstand alarm clock ticked closer and closer to 1:00AM. Continue reading “The Stuff That Covers Me”