Truth remains the same, though it is often decorated or disguised, even obscured to fit the times. In 1896, H. G. Wells wrote, “There is very little deliberate wickedness in the world. The stupidity of our selfishness gives much the same results indeed…” Robert Heinlein echoed the thought in 1941 when he wrote, “You have … More Hanlon’s Razor
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.” “Surely some … More Slouching Towards Bethlehem
This morning, we sit down to write with a cup of coffee we affectionately call the “Dudley Do-Right,” a nod to our forgetfulness about Tim Horton’s name. The brew is a reliable comfort, one of the best for the price, though we don’t stockpile it when rumors of price hikes are cunningly whispered to stimulate … More Home
Griping is easier than gratitude, and since the internet made comedians of us all, it’s usually funnier. Not so funny the algae growing back on the deck I’ve prepped twice for painting this year. I’ll soon be pressure washing the side of the house for the third time this year, and just what is that … More How Soon We Forget
Our travels recently took us across the top of the state to the northwest corner. It’s been a few years since I’ve made that particular journey through the apple country and the honeytraps that have grown up along the roads blown open to accommodate the hordes of people intent on escaping the cities. US Highway … More Rough Road
A year ago we published our first annual humorous attempt at a short list of pet peeves that were begging to be laughed at. What laughter doesn’t cure, it comforts. A year later and gratitude still overcomes annoyance, and what annoys us will still make us stronger if it doesn’t kill us, but on the … More Peeves and Pets
Just when Tracey had managed to threaten, frighten and charm the FedEx driver into delivering our weekly box of groceries from Home Chef to the front porch instead of the barn, we got a new driver. We found our raw chicken on the ground, below the barn 200 feet from the house, full of ants … More A Spirit Of Discord
In the autumn of a time long past, over three centuries of falling leaves and gathering acorns ago, a young Creek hunter moved silently through the dense forest near Little Whiteoak Creek, in the heart of the Koweta lands in what we now know as Coweta County, Georgia. His sharp eyes tracked a squirrel darting … More The Sentinel
“If the mass of citizens are to rule, it is absolutely necessary that they should have very strong principles of thought. … if you want to build a wall of pebbles you must have very strong cement.” -G. K. Chesterton During the long holiday weekend of the 4th our thoughts turn to the many ways … More A Wall Of Pebbles
The hogs are with us again. They have been with us since De Soto brought them here for food in the 1500s. In the early 1900s, Russian boars imported for sport escaped hunting preserves and bred with De Soto’s legacy and the free-ranging feral pigs of regional farmers. The cross turned survivors into thrivers, creating … More To Sweat Like A Pig
Outside The Box 