Evening Light on the Levee

My truck, Mississippi River twilight, and Venus rising in the west. Some photographs are sharp. Others, like memories, are blurry. This one I snapped at random: the shadowy FJ silhouetted against a twilight sky, Venus hanging steady above. My old FJ Cruiser rested along the Mississippi River levee at Lone Oak Cemetery, back window openContinueContinue reading “Evening Light on the Levee”

Christmas Chaos at Turkey Spur (Featuring Old Ray)

Here’s a holiday tall tale from Jubal Blue, straight out of the piney woods of North Louisiana. I hope this gives you a little chuckle for your Christmas Eve. Enjoy! | Guest post by Jubal Blue | This story took place a few years back, but it started out normal enough…well, normal enough for theseContinueContinue reading “Christmas Chaos at Turkey Spur (Featuring Old Ray)”

Hello Winter, From a Longleaf Pine

I stand rooted in West Central Louisiana, a longleaf pine keeping quiet watch over the rhythm of the days. It is December first. The humans fuss over calendars, insisting winter has arrived. I shrug in silence. Frost may glint briefly across the yard. Ice settles now and then. Snow? Rare, fleeting, a story they tellContinueContinue reading “Hello Winter, From a Longleaf Pine”

November 22: The Adventures of Tom Bombadil

Some stories wander through the edges of legend, light and elusive, inviting readers to step into a world both familiar and mysteriously wild. The Adventures of Tom Bombadil (1962) A whimsical collection of Tolkien’s poetry, capturing the playful, enigmatic spirit of Tom Bombadil and his corner of Middle-earth. The Adventures of Tom Bombadil collects poems byContinueContinue reading “November 22: The Adventures of Tom Bombadil”

That Time I Almost Got Skunked

| Guest post by Git from Miss’a’sippi | We’re thrilled to have our favorite small-town storyteller back on Veni, Vidi, Scripsi. Git has a knack for turning everyday mishaps into laugh-out-loud tales, all served with a side of Southern charm, self-deprecating humor, and a keen eye for the absurd. Grab a chair, settle in, andContinueContinue reading “That Time I Almost Got Skunked”