Memorial Day – 2012
Paul and I have been together for more than 26 years now. Our families have been, and continue to be, … Continue reading Memorial Day – 2012
Author: Bob
Bob has been a writer all his life. He has had to do many other things to buy groceries and make his car payments, but most of these things have involved writing, in one genre or another.
The difference between something and nothing.
As a “real” author, one should know something when writing. For this first pregnancy I call a story, I know … Continue reading The difference between something and nothing.
Babies starting to grow up.
I know that sweet baby red foxes don’t quite fit the definition of “blastie” for the Scots, so for animal … Continue reading Babies starting to grow up.
“Letters of Note” Thank you to my friend, Mary
As I was trying to dig through mountains of paper from being gone the last week, kicking myself for not … Continue reading “Letters of Note” Thank you to my friend, Mary
Fox in the chicken coop.
For the last three years or so our yard in the northern suburbs has been overrun by rabbits. They get … Continue reading Fox in the chicken coop.
A quote from upcoming novel “Alexander’s Tale” by R. Scott Tyler
The stare must have burned into the artist’s consciousness, because he looked up and smiled right at Nico. Gilbert then … Continue reading A quote from upcoming novel “Alexander’s Tale” by R. Scott Tyler
Shanghai, China
I was in Shanghai, China shortly after the opening of trade and the beginning of the building and foreign investment … Continue reading Shanghai, China
Each Other’s
I originally wrote the following very short poem (at the bottom of this post) in 1986. It was written with … Continue reading Each Other’s
Floating Boat House, Philippines
The two of them paid their pesos for the floating relaxation and pushed off from the shore. It seemed that … Continue reading Floating Boat House, Philippines
Old Greybeard at Lake Christine
When we first started coming to Lake Christine, near Lutsen, MN, on a regular basis. The moose were easier to … Continue reading Old Greybeard at Lake Christine