Author Archives: sageryder

~ Quora is an online question/answer forum where people request answers on a hugely varied range of subjects. Some of the questions are practical, philosophical, nonsensical, pornographic, or downright unintelligible. Recently, I responded to questions concerning spirits of animals, the … Continue reading →

,~For the past three springs, I have been watching her carefully and diligently build her little nest in the eaves between the porch and garage. I think she’s just a wee, common, house sparrow, but she is bright, busy and … Continue reading →

“That was you!! We heard you! On the radio! This morning! We know it was you! Even Mrs. Turnbeaugh said it was you because you told her you did it!” Seriously. Who expects teenagers to be up at 4:30 in … Continue reading →

WAY back in the mid 70s, my father retired from the US Air Force and he and my mother moved to Christianstead, St. Croix in the US Virgen Islands, where he began flying for Antilles Airboats, a small, island hopping, … Continue reading →

Poetry is hard work. I have tried my hand at it a few times with pretty much disastrous results. However, as I found myself trying to write about my precious dogs that have passed, the words percolating in my brain … Continue reading →

~The Visit~ Leslie, Georgia is not a hotbed of activity. Not much happens there. In fact, I’m willing to bet that people new to the state, unless they’ve driven up from Florida and have seen the small road signs pointing … Continue reading →

Squirrels are masters at hiding the nuts they collect for winter. By the same token, I am a master at hiding my passwords. Fully 90% of the nuts hidden by the furry little Einsteins are recovered. The squirrels operate by … Continue reading →

“It’s Always the Quiet Ones…” Proverbs 21:23…”Those who guard their mouths and their tongues keep themselves from calamity.” (New International Version) There are a couple of more like proverbs that caution against “open mouth A, insert foot B.” I can … Continue reading →

So, to supplement my retiree’s income, I substitute teach from time to time. Luckily, I can be a bit picky in choosing the jobs I want to take, and I only sub at the local school. I NEVER sub in … Continue reading →

It is a typical, no frills, no character, 1950s, ranch “style” house, perched on a bump  flanked to the northwest by alfalfa fields,  expansive doorways opening up into inhospitable, rocky, cave pocked, desert foothills. Under the house is a crawlspace … Continue reading →