Green Grapes

Green Grapes

I grew up eating green grape jelly and green grape cobblers. In the Spring Daddy would pack up and head down to the Brazos river bottom or some neglected pasture of a friend to pick wild mustang grapes while they were still small and green, before they had a chance to...

Hard Times at the Concession Stand

We managed a short trip to Muleshoe South, a.k.a. Kingsland, Texas, at Lake LBJ last week. Colten and I went to a neighboring town to see “The Karate Kid” one  night.  The show was good, but the concession stand was a story in itself. We made the...
July 4th in the Shoe

July 4th in the Shoe

The Fourth of July is a big deal in Muleshoe. This year the weather was cool and rainy, which was a nice change from the sweltering heat of most years, and it didn’t seem to keep people away.  Well, my crew didn’t venture out, but...
It’s a Treasure Hunt

It’s a Treasure Hunt

I went to Wyoming to ride horses and practice writing. So what did I do that first afternoon when I could have been working on my writing skills in the event the next Great American Novel was lurking about in my head? Why, dig cactus and collect rocks, of course. My...
We Ate Cake

We Ate Cake

The Ace of Cakes came to Muleshoe this week to help celebrate the new police station and the police force’s  Best Practices recognition from earlier this year. Mostly Chief Brian Frieda is a huge fan, as he put it, and he talked to Janet Claborn,...