This week's assignment: Starts with O, Favorite, and Over.
Starts with O: This OWL let me get close enough to take this pic. He didn't fly, just stared.
This week's assignment: Starts with O, Favorite, and Over.
Starts with O: This OWL let me get close enough to take this pic. He didn't fly, just stared.
This week's assignment: Starts with H, Favorite, and Hope.
Starts with H: Feels like a HERON kind of day and HERON does start with H. This is a Great Blue Heron hanging out at the beach in Florida.
Favorite: My favorite kind of HERON is the Green HERON.
Have a wonderful weekend.
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This week's assignment: Starts with G, Favorite, and Giant.
Starts with G: GATE starts with G. This one belonged to the late great Dallas Cowboy, Walt GARRISON.
Giant: Dignity outside of Chamberlain, South Dakota is a GIANT.
This week's assignment: Starts with F, Favorite, and Flight.
Starts with F: FOG begins with F. Took this two years ago from the front door of our house in Oklahoma.
Flight: An osprey with a FISH.
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This week's assignment: Starts with E, Favorite, and Enjoy
Starts with E: How about EYES? These are mine.
Favorite: EAGLES are my favorite bird. I look for them on our backroad rambles.
ENJOY: I believe this lady is getting ready to ENJOY a pizza.
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This week's assignment: Starts with D, Favorite, and Doll.
Starts with D: DUCK starts with D. This mallard allowed me to take several pictures before he flew away to parts unknown.
This morning, I woke up convinced that the apocalypse had arrived—except instead of zombies or asteroids, it was a brutal 5-degree freeze that turned my bedroom into a meat locker. As a certified coffee addict, my first bleary-eyed move was to stumble toward the kitchen for my sacred morning brew. But oh no, the coffee maker—my loyal companion of five faithful years—decided this was the perfect day to stage its dramatic exit. It gurgled once, like a dying walrus, then went silent. Betrayal! No hot java to thaw my soul? Unacceptable.
So there I was, bundled up like a deranged Michelin Man in every layer I owned, trudging out to Walmart in subzero hell. The wind slapped me like an angry ex, my nose turned into an icicle, and I swear my eyelashes froze mid-blink. By the time I snatched a new coffee maker off the shelf (victory!), I was a human popsicle dreaming of tropical beaches. Moral of the story: Never trust appliances in winter—they're clearly in cahoots with Mother Nature to make us suffer. But hey, the new one's brewing perfection now, and I'm finally defrosting. Coffee: 1, Cold: 0.
This Week's Assignment: Starts with C, Favorite, Carousel.
Starts with C: How about a CAR CAUGHT out in the COLD.
Carousel: This isn't exactly a CAROUSEL, but it's the closest I could find. Not many around in icy weather.
Today's assignment: Starts with B, Favorite, and Ball.
Starts with B: BIRD and BLUEBIRD starts with B. This one is having a BATH.
Ball: Wanna play BALL?
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My latest book is a tween novella titled The Dirt Foot Gang and the first in a series to come.
In the summer of 1950s Williamsport, Pennsylvania, thirteen-year-old Logan Trent and his barefoot buddies—fast-talking Pudge, quiet Cotton, and brainy Will—call themselves the Dirt Foot Gang. No shoes, no rules, just endless adventure.
What starts as a daring train-hop for Logan’s birthday thrill, turns into the ride of their lives. When Cotton tumbles into the raging river and Logan dives after him, the gang splits: two boys lost in the wild with only a clever stray dog named Angus and Grandpa’s survival tricks to guide them home ... while the others dodge railway bulls in a bustling yard, learning secret hobo codes from a rambling legend.
From tornado chases and fear of bears to mulligan stew feasts and unbreakable oaths, the Dirt Foot Gang discovers real adventure isn’t about the rails—it’s about loyalty, courage, and the friends who stick closer than mud on bare toes.
A heart-pounding, laugh-out-loud tale of friendship and freedom for every kid who's ever dreamed of running wild. All for one—and one wild ride for all!