Monthly Archives: May 2009

wake me up before you goat, girl

My first day working in the barn at Green Chimney’s. You know how excited I was, I could barely sleep. I arrived eager, ready to work, ready to help, ready to nuzzle sheeps and goats. Apparently I will nuzzle anything with fur, wool or hair and cannot tell one critter from another. What kind of goat is that?   It’s a sheep. Hey, chickens are laying eggs in the goat pen. That’s a rooster, I wouldn’t worry. I embarrassed myself repeatedly … Continue reading

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ready, set…goat!

There’s a scene in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, you know the one, he’s standing in front of a bottomless cavern. He scatters some sand into the abyss and from the darkness a bit of a bridge appears. He steps out and….trusts. It’s an powerful metaphor for that leap of faith that we sometimes need to take to get where we need to get. I start work, volunteering every Friday, at Green Chimneys today. It’s a brilliant place, a … Continue reading

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daddy was a con man

Daddy was a con man. Not a thief, not a Catch Me if You Can con man, but a con none the less.  Of course, this was before he married my moms. Before he married Big Edie he was a lot of things. I was raised on the stories of a Fred before my moms, before me. That’s him, front and center with his Navy pals. He was a handsome rogue & a gypsy tea leaf reader. He read crystal … Continue reading

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