Parakeets

Last Fathers Day my youngest son, Peter, presented me with a big, neatly gift wrapped box, bow on top, chalk full of East Indian cooking supplies. He knows I enjoy cooking Indian food and knows there are no Indian grocery stores up here in the hinterland, so young...

Parade Times

I remember as a lad, getting up on Thanksgiving morning and watching the parade in New York City. The big floats, and those giant balloons, and oddball things like baton-twirling troupes and the like – it was quite a spectacle. Over the years, though, the parade...

Paraprosdokian Sentences, Bluegrass Style

Paraprosdokian sentences are based on a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader (or listener) to reinterpret or re-frame the first part. Paraprosdokian is from the Greek meaning...

Paraprosdokian Sentences, Bluegrass Style

Paraprosdokian sentences are based on a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader (or listener) to reinterpret or re-frame the first part. Paraprosdokian is from the Greek meaning...

Parkfield Bluegrass Festival Grows

Driving up the I-5 to Parkfield, the drought conditions along the way were so evident. When we arrived on Wednesday, there were already a few campers set up along with many festival volunteers running around preparing for the festival on Thursday. There was also some...

Parkfield through the eye of an I-Phone

My dad used to have a saying. Ricky, he would say, when a fella’s got a new hammer, everything looks like a nail. At Parkfield I was the fella and my new I=Phone, with built in camera, was the hammer. Here are my Parkfield photos, with a little stream of consciousness...