Gramp and Shirley Jean, Kid's Korner, Stories
Crisp air was painting the ends of the maple leaves, turning them red, reminding everyone that summer is a trickster. She dallies all through June , July and August skipping around in the gentle rain, the summer sun, the soft winds, shinning down her long golden arms,...
Gramp and Shirley Jean, Kid's Korner, Stories, Writing
Shirley Jean and Gramp were sitting at the kitchen table in the early morning, eating oatmeal, topped with Gramp’s clover honey and wild blueberries. “Gramp?” Shirley Jean said thru a mouthful of oatmeal. “Yes?” He turned to look at her sweet face. “Is today the day...
Gramp and Shirley Jean, Stories, Writing
One afternoon Little Shirley Jean watched as a car turned up the old road to Gramp’s farm. The car through up dust on both sides as it wound it’s way up towards Gramp’s house. Not many people came calling in the middle of the day so everyone stood watching and...
Gramp and Shirley Jean, Kid's Korner, Stories, Writing
Shirley Jean opened her eyes. Still fighting sleep, she turned over to watch Gramp walk across the yard, carrying the sliver milk bucket to milk their two cows. Her white iron bed was low enough to look out the wooden framed window next to her bed. She thought her...
