fred firstThese Few Precious DaysI lie on my back under the maple in the yard with an idea in my head and a smartphone camera in my hand. I am expecting a visitor any…Oct 21, 2023Oct 21, 2023
fred firstMy Commonplace Book(s)I’m kinda starting the writing over. At 75. In more than one place. We’ll see.Jun 8, 20233Jun 8, 20233
fred firstSky Writing: The Big O’s OverheadThere are times when the sky over Floyd County, Virginia, looks like an Etch-a-Sketch, being constantly scribbled on, then wiped clean…Jan 21, 20231Jan 21, 20231
fred firstDinner is Served: A Vulture’s View of HistoryA black speck circles 800 feet above our woods and almost a quarter mile away. Without the binoculars, I can tell by its flap-flap-glide…Oct 20, 2020Oct 20, 2020
fred firstRoom With a ViewSelf-isolated in our homes as we’ve been, we have much to be thankful for in the natural aesthetics we enjoy in the Blue Ridge Mountains —…Jul 31, 2020Jul 31, 2020
fred firstThe Day the Fire Went OutOur twentieth year in the reclaimed 1874 farm house was our 72nd year on the planet. We moved in right before Y2K and loved everything…Jul 15, 20202Jul 15, 20202
fred firstYou Can’t Plant a Forest“You can’t plant a forest” said poet W. S. Merwin in the film about his life called “Even Though the Whole World is Burning.”Dec 27, 2019Dec 27, 2019
fred firstOld Yeller Comes HomeA Story that could easily have had a different endingJun 25, 2019Jun 25, 2019