A collection of stories from the life of Michael Burke. He worked for the Forest Service in Alaska, California, and Oregon. He lives in Oakland, OR. His wonderful wife, Celia, passed in May of 2021
Sunday, March 6, 2022
PRELUDE TO SPRING 2022
While gardening yesterday I caught a picture of this lone honey bee on the blossoming Rosemary. Signs of spring are starting to appear--the sound of frogs in the evening, a few small wildflowers blooming and the weeds are starting to grow. Neighbors are out and about talking about their water supply, gardening plans, scotch broom in need of eradicating, sightings of wildlife , including the scream of a cougar. Hopefully spring last into June with many spring showers, May flowers and a peaceful world.
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LOST IN TILLER
Last night I had a wild dream of being lost in Tiller, Oregon. For those of you that have never been to Tiller, it is a small community ne...
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It is four years today when Celia left this word, something I think about every day. It is not all sorrow as I think back on her humor, w...
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The lights from houses along the freeway were mingled through the trees in rural southern Oregon. It made me wonder what these people did ...
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My old friend Arthritis showed up last weekend and took advantage of my right knee. By Sunday afternoon I was confined to my chair in pain...
From a Japanese haiku for ya:
ReplyDeleteIn the city fields,
Contemplating cherry trees ...
Strangers are like friends.
--- Issa
Brilliant purple on a vine,
ReplyDeleteAnd greenery behind,
Oh Springtime, where art thou?
It's haiku time!