written on Father's Day 2015

I am thinking of my father....The Rev. Albert Quillen Perry. He was cut from a different cloth...…a man who truly lived his life based on principles and personal values. He was wise, tenacious, and inspirational. He could be raucous...he loved story telling and singing around the campfire ("Oh Mary Don't You Weep") He could also rock favorite hymns from the pulpit...."Forward Through The Ages"
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He was the family...

In memory of our sweet Allie...the golden beagle girl from Tennessee.

Sweet girl, in response to the question you asked with your eyes, "yes, you were always cute enough for us".... your eyes could melt thru any strangeness and find the place where love resides. For a girl with only three legs and far far from your Pickett County home......you sure found your way into our family's heart.

I will always remember the day the man on the truck handed you...

12/6/2018

This morning I am baking a "Pumpkin/Black Walnut Tea Bread". I seasoned it with cinnamon and nutmeg and ginger. Soon my kitchen will be fragrant with fall.

I havent had black walnuts in years. When I was a kid, I used to go out with my father and gather wild black walnuts....trying to beat the squirrels to the favorite trees. This was in North Hatley Quebec and also in Ohio.

Black Walnuts are tedious and difficult to open and...

12/6/2018

This morning I am baking a "Pumpkin/Black Walnut Tea Bread". I seasoned it with cinnamon and nutmeg and ginger. Soon my kitchen will be fragrant with fall.

I havent had black walnuts in years. When I was a kid, I used to go out with my father and gather wild black walnuts....trying to beat the squirrels to the favorite trees. This was in North Hatley Quebec and also in Ohio.

Black Walnuts are tedious and difficult to open and...

I have been reworking a poem I wrote and posted some years ago.

Eden Remembered

Why do we call it "Fall"?
Perhaps because of children falling,
into piles of scarlet and gold or
Summer herself, falling like ancient Rome.

Mother called the bruised apples
Beneath the trees, "drops".
She hurried to use them before they spoiled.
They were recycled into sauce, or pies, or cakes.

"Don't...