• Christine Tailer 30 December 2013

    A new year

    The fire settled down into red embers. Papaw raked the coals together, and we carried our chairs back up to the cabin, but before we settled down for the night, she danced about the cabin in a long white night gown, like a beautiful fairy princess, our son’s child, our granddaughter.
  • Christine Tailer 27 December 2013
    A gift from the garage
    Living in the country and tending to the details of marking and the distinct personalities of my own small flock of pigeons, had led me to watch these city birds as I had never watched city pigeons before.
  • Christine Tailer 27 December 2013
    A gift from the garage
    Living in the country and tending to the details of marking and the distinct personalities of my own small flock of pigeons, had led me to watch these city birds as I had never watched city pigeons before.
  • Christine Tailer 16 December 2013
    Muddy dogs
    The air smelled crisp, with an undercurrent of damp earth, as we walked along the road on our morning walk, and then the dogs, noses in the air, dashed down to the quick running creek water.
  • Christine Tailer 16 December 2013
    Muddy dogs
    The air smelled crisp, with an undercurrent of damp earth, as we walked along the road on our morning walk, and then the dogs, noses in the air, dashed down to the quick running creek water.
  • Christine Tailer 9 December 2013
    I watched from the window
    It was well below freezing. Snow was falling fast, and from my kitchen window it looked as though a good three to four inches was already covering the wooden rocking chairs and table on the side deck.
  • Christine Tailer 9 December 2013
    I watched from the window
    It was well below freezing. Snow was falling fast, and from my kitchen window it looked as though a good three to four inches was already covering the wooden rocking chairs and table on the side deck.
  • Christine Tailer 2 December 2013
    Thanksgiving Bird

    "You can do this," I told him. "You can raise this baby and in time I will let him fly through the creek valley sky, and after he flies he will always return." I stood there. "We can do this," I told him. "We can do this."

  • Christine Tailer 2 December 2013
    Thanksgiving Bird

    "You can do this," I told him. "You can raise this baby and in time I will let him fly through the creek valley sky, and after he flies he will always return." I stood there. "We can do this," I told him. "We can do this."

  • Christine Tailer 18 November 2013
    White Bird
    I am glad that I learned how to care for my bird. It had occurred to me to simply chop off his head, but now I am thankful that I did not. The bill was well worth the learning, and as for next time ... I now know how to order the medications on line and administer them myself. 
  • Christine Tailer 18 November 2013
    White Bird
    I am glad that I learned how to care for my bird. It had occurred to me to simply chop off his head, but now I am thankful that I did not. The bill was well worth the learning, and as for next time ... I now know how to order the medications on line and administer them myself. 
  • Christine Tailer 15 November 2013
    Thankful for creek time

    By CHRISTINE TAILER

  • Christine Tailer 15 November 2013
    Thankful for creek time

    By CHRISTINE TAILER

  • Christine Tailer 4 November 2013
    Walking the dogs
    We have been taking the horses for walks up and down the road on their leads, but we have been leaving the dogs behind. We thought it best to move slowly into our hopefully new routine of walking all six of us together.
  • Christine Tailer 4 November 2013
    Walking the dogs
    We have been taking the horses for walks up and down the road on their leads, but we have been leaving the dogs behind. We thought it best to move slowly into our hopefully new routine of walking all six of us together.
  • Christine Tailer 1 November 2013
    For the love of a machine
    No doubt about it. This old machine is one of my prized friends. She works as hard as I ask, and is always eager to get out and get the job done. I have never heard a complaint from my sweet, faded yellow, 580 D backhoe. I smiled as I headed up the hill to bake that pie.
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