Category Archives: family
A Thankful Dad
(Note: for Jess and Ben, just because–jrs) Both of you born in the winter cold and dark, which says a lot for early spring romancing. The two of you different and several years apart, but each of you set my … Continue reading
Elk on Holiday
Dear Hop-Two-Legs, Did you see us downtown? That was a fun day. It was nerve-wracking for me, but the youngsters had a good time and the females kept them in line. The grass in the meadow by the Ridge Path … Continue reading
To Grow and Be Safe
Well. You’re both down there now with pieces of my heart, shared like brie on a plate for the enjoyment of this family who loves unconditionally and proffers a home to grow in and be safe. We are emptier than … Continue reading
To That Which is Not I
You have to start somewhere. Depending on what you’re doing, it is best to start before the ending. I must admit, though, it is not mandatory. Stories can begin with the ending and end with the beginning. However, life as … Continue reading
Buddy Elks Out an Existence
(Note: Travel day today. We’re headed 993 miles north, back to the northwest winter. I’m okay with that.–jrs) Dear Biped, Lots of grass to eat today. We’re in that big meadow behind your house, which is mostly dark and has … Continue reading
Bob Welsh Christmas Eve Poem
This is too good not to share: https://youtube.com/watch?v=WxjZB5S_g7s%3Frel%3D0 I’ll get back to my own drivel tomorrow.
The Glow…continued
(Note: This is a continuation of “The Glow” that was posted on October 17.–jrs) The siren refused to get closer and faded away altogether. It was the first road noise Bob had heard up here in years. He wondered about … Continue reading
THE Christmas Ornament
This is one of my all-time favorite ornaments, given to me by my lovely daughter Jessica, who said, when I opened the little package on Christmas morning a few years back: “Dad, it is so YOU!” My blank look cracked … Continue reading
Now Your Leg Can Feed Your Heart
“That’s where they got the replacement parts,” you say as you point at your shin. I look and sure enough there is a slice on the inside of your leg, neat butterflies, from your ankle halfway to your knee. Then … Continue reading



