He didn’t quicken his pace. He had found long ago that good news would keep, and bad news didn’t get any better for rushing it.” –Elmer Kelton (Shotgun) “And she will bring forth a Son, and you shall call His…
The Saga of Miles Forrest
The snow was still falling hard and fast, at least the wind wasn’t blowing hard or it would be a real blizzard. I looked back over my shoulder to see if Molly was still following me. I was riding Hawk and we were blazing a trail through the deep snow so that Molly could get…
Echoes From the Campfire
It was a mighty fine thing setting there getting the feel of the night, a kind of stillness like you never felt anywhere else but in the far-off wilderness. There was no vanity here, nor greed, there was only a kind of quietness.” –Louis L’Amour …
Coffee Percs
The sun shone bright and cold and only the round-and-round growl of the coffee grinder, the rush of a steady wind, and the crackling of the hay sounded in the lean-to.” –Laura Ingalls Wilder (The Long Winter) Have yurself a…