August can be a real bummer of a month with hot dry weather, yellow jackets buzzing throughout the day and the threat of wildfires. My biggest outdoor chore is watering plants and some have given up and died not so much for a lack of water, but just too hot. Eating a hot dinner does not even appeal at the end of a hot day. Sometimes a bowl of cereal is all that taste good. After the sun has gone down and the cool evening air brings life back to my old body, I go outside and sit watching the wind blow through the trees with the sound of crickets bringing me comfort before retiring for the night.
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
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
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THE NORTH WIND
When the north wind blows in the late spring and early summer it brings hot dry weather. The green grass begins to turn brown and the fire...
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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...
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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...