Category: Sheltering

The Asparagus Man

This was a gray day. The sky was overcast and gray. A gray Ford pickup truck had stopped in my driveway and a driver with a gray beard, holding what appeared to be a gray bouquet of flowers, came up to the front door. The driver was Roger and he was actually holding a bunch…

Splitting Wood

It is fall and the farm stand at the head of the lake displays pumpkins, gourds and mums. However, when I pass this farm stand I am immediately attracted to a huge pile of split wood that covers the side lawn. And whenever I see this split wood I am filled with nostalgia from my…