Posted on April 29, 2009 by Turkish Prawn
When the morning came, it arrived like it always does when one is sleeping under a few microns of nylon and down. Too early. Unlike most first nights spent in the woods, I actually slept like a log. All the night noises that usually make me flinch awake and stare into the darkness as I [...]
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Posted on April 23, 2009 by Turkish Prawn
As I walked up to the out door tiki bar, the unmistakable shape of my friend, Ioseph’s back greeted me. I had been looking for him specifically and, lucky me, he was not easy to miss. Flaming red hair, big in every direction and as per usual, decked out in a Hawaiian shirt. I quietly [...]
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Posted on April 17, 2009 by Turkish Prawn
As we raced around the kitchen doing our daily morning dance I couldn’t help humming. Music is something that seems to always follow me around in the form of a hum or a whistled tune and so none of my family gave it much notice. The kids are too young to play “Name That Tune,” [...]
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Posted on April 10, 2009 by Turkish Prawn
“You should go to the range this week.”
These are words that will always get my attention. When they come from Action Girl, they can almost bring tears to my eyes. This is how I know she loves me.
Things are finally getting warmer here in Maine and the snow banks are slowly creeping back into [...]
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It's some of my favorite stories from Fox & Maus, cleaned up and made a bit better. So, if you'd like to re-read some of the things I've put down here, PLUS find out what my actual name is as well as those of the people whom I've included in my antics, just click 