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Chronicles – July 2012

Friends By Steve Ramirez “Can miles truly separate you from friends… If you want to be with someone you love, aren’t you already there?” Richard Bach Even as a boy I knew I was different from the rest. I was the natural leader of our little band of boys, and although they followed my presence…

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Chronicles – June 2012

I lifted the chopping blade of the double-head ax and swung it toward the heart of the ancient oak. The Forest Service had designated this tree to be cut down, chopped up, and hauled away. This kind old tree that had sheltered many a bird and fed the deer for years was chosen to be…

Hill Country Chronicles

The rain falls softly outside my window. It meanders along the side of my house, past the desert willow tree, down the road and into the farmer’s field where the donkey calls out each morning when he is lonely. It has been so dry for so long that its deep soaking wetness seems like a…

Autumn

I found myself looking skyward over the Texas hills, listening to the sound of whistling ducks as they passed overhead –in perfect formation they called to each other. As I watched they turned evermore toward the south, toward the Rio Grande and the desert mountains beyond; they knew where they were going: they were going…

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