Category Archives: memories

CHRISTMAS! Can you say “B-a-a-a-a-ah!”?

I often write stories about my three goats, ‘Smeck’, ‘Kramer’, and ‘Billy’. Today, I am going to write about sheep. These sheep are all around us! These are the people who have been sucked into the commercial aspect of Christmas! When I was a kid growing up in the 70’s, people used to get paid […]

“The Phantom Buck”…A poem for deer hunters

My mother, Beverly VanBuren wrote this poem for me back in the 1980’s when I was a young gunner. I loved it so much that memorized it, and to this day can recall it with ease, and as I recall the words, I can see the images, as if from a movie in my mind… […]

Take an annoying little brother, add an angry turtle…

When I was a kid, my younger step brother was always bugging me. It wasn’t that he wanted to hang around with his older brother, and his friends, he just REALLY wanted to bug me. If we were riding bikes over jumps, he would run out and rip the board off the block just before […]

I sure wish it was warmer….Wait…NO I DON’T!

So last night got pretty chilly.  It’s 10 am and the frost is still pretty thick in my yard, even where the sun is shining.  The goats are oddly quiet.  They are still huddled in their little barn, keeping each other warm.  All three cats stayed inside last night. I logged into facebook this morning, […]

Got skunks? You can handle them! I’ll tell you how!

  A sure sign of autumn is the smell of skunks in the yard. If you are fortunate, you get the “skunk from a distance” smell, that many folks, myself included, find to be rather pleasant. To me, the distant smell of a skunk is reminiscent of ‘Triscuit’ crackers. But if you are not so […]

Memories of hunting with a dog named Sierra – “The Duck Call”

I got up at 6:00 am yesterday morning, and apparently there was some truth after all to the blood moon heralding in the “END OF TIMES!!!”  because there was the sound of non stop gunfire coming from the direction of Newport…either that, or it was the opening day of duck hunting season, 2015, and the […]