Poking a stick under the suspended coffeepot, he tilted it enough to refill his cup.” –Ralph Compton (The Goodnight Trail) Come on in this kitchen, Pard. I don’t have any bread to break nor pie neither, but the coffee is hot and…
Echoes From the Campfire
That’s where the hope comes in, after death.” –D. C. Adkisson (Mal de Ojo) “Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.”…
Echoes From the Campfire
We all age. Our bodies change. But what’s in our hearts doesn’t.” –Jeffrey J. Mariotte (O’Meara’s Gold) “Who gave Himself for our sins, that He might deliver us from this present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father.”…
Echoes From the Campfire
The truth of the matter was that I liked being alone out there in the early morning. I liked seeing the night pale and the stars wink out one by one, like candles snuffed by a quiet wind. I liked seeing the pink color in the east and the dark trees begin to take on…