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The simple things in life mean the most
Posted Monday, April 18, at 1:45 PM As a writer I can be a bit creative here and there, but in this life I long for a different type of artistry. I've said it many times before and I'll say it many times again ... I love to garden. I may not be able to draw, but I can write. And what I lack in the math department is completely made up for in creating the garden...
Trust has a lot to do with striking a balance Trust. A simple one syllable word. Yet, it's not such an easy concept for some. And maybe that's a little of what is wrong with the world today. Trust can be a two-way street. Or a person can put all of his or her trust in a higher power. I value things in life that are trustworthy and I guess a matter of trust may boil down to one's definition of the concept...
Still writing.... I spend my Monday mornings writing this column. On most days I try my best to give the readers something positive to start the week out with. But, today is different. Today I'm letting you all in on a little secret. After some long thought about this writing gig, I've concluded that writing a book is my next step...
Live life in a circle, not in a triangle or square Live life in a circle, not in a triangle or square. In a circle, one can never be backed into a corner. There are no stops in a circle, making its motion fluent and never-ending. The angles of a triangle and square can be useful when it comes to some things, but they can also come to an abrupt stop forcing you to switch direction as well as lose momentum...
Good-bye dark winter days of dreary solitude I am alive with the rebirth of spring. For now is the time to celebrate an awaking of life and a time to rejoice in Mother Nature's transition into the light. Good-bye dark winter days of dreary solitude. Hello sunshine and blue skies. I gladly awake to your essence of nature in its youth and I adore lingering in your light...
A Final Farewell I was thrown into covering the city of Linton about two months prior to the 2007 mayoral election. At the time, I didn't know Mayor Tom Jones that well. And I think we were both nervous about the change. But, it didn't take time to form a trusting relationship with Tom. He was easy to talk to and very approachable...
Do you believe everything will be OK? Have you ever felt that all was going to be OK, no matter what was stirring around you? A sense of calm when the world seemed to be falling apart? Not that I'm calm all of the time, we all have our moments ... But, sometimes utter madness on the outside can only be equaled by silence on the inside. The world's gone to hell in a handbag and I feel fine...
Proud mom gives update on kiddos OK. I must kick it into overdrive. It's the a.m. and I need a column. Since I really don't have anything on my mind to share, it's time for the back-up plan. Updates and tidbits: So there you have it. An update on the kiddos from one proud mama. Timberly is a staff writer at the Greene County Daily World. She can be reached by e-mail at tferree@gcdailyworld.com or by phone at 1-800-947-4487 or (812) 847-4487...
A hug tells a lot about a person Some say you can judge the strength of a man by his handshake. I say you can judge the size of a man's heart by his hugs. I come from a long line of huggers. I can't remember a time when I wasn't getting a hug from my family. The bigger the hugs the better...
Nothing in nature is deadline oriented Thoughts on deadline, the machine and the true nature of freedom. The deadline is imposed in order to deliver product in a timely manner. One might assume that without the deadline nothing would get accomplished. I know better. When we plant a garden do we give it a deadline to bear fruit? Does the weather change right when the calendar marks the spring and fall equinoxes? Do newborn babies make their natural appearance into this world at an established time? Does death beckon us according to our set schedules?. ...
Stand tall and offer higher ground On leadership, power and putting others down. That's some pretty sound advice in my book. But, it seems that of late the many small have outnumbered the great. Again, it's much easier to put someone down than to stand tall by offering some higher ground...
This year is off to a wonderful start The year 2011 has started in a wonderful way at the Ferree-Puckett home. We were fortunate enough to ring in the new year with the company of family and friends ... and in times like these what more could anyone ask for? What a lonely life I would lead without the love that I receive from those I hold dear to my heart...
Class ring story stirs a lot of memories The phone has been ringing in regards to the 1965 class ring that was found in eastern Greene County near the Viaduct 30-some years ago. The story about the lost keepsake ran in the Dec. 29 edition of the Greene County Daily World along with a photo of the mangled ring and the lady who found it...
2010 was a wonderful year for my family What a wonderful year 2010 has been -- from writing to booking gigs and enjoying the boys as they grow into fine young men. Of course, there would be no good without the bad. In January, Kade lost his grandpa, Norm Puckett -- who could always be counted on to attend his grandson's shows. The crowd will never be the same without Norm, but his presence is still felt each time Kade plays some Chet...
Through gentleness can we be bold? I have three precious things which I hold fast and prize. The first is gentleness; the second is frugality; the third is humility, which keeps me from putting myself before others. Be gentle and you can be bold; be frugal and you can be liberal; avoid putting yourself before others and you can become a leader among men. -- Lao Tzu -- Chinese Taoist Philosopher, c. 600 B.C.E...
Writing again... Many times people have asked me how I come up with ideas for my column. And the truth is there's no clear equation to what my column might be about. It's not black and white. And for that matter neither am I. I like to consider myself a colorful sort of personality. Color me red for bold, green for down-to-earth all mixed in with some black for an element of surprise and mystery as well as some white for reflection...
Instant inspiration in a world of cruel news For some instant inspiration in a world of cruel news I turn to Ralph Waldo Emerson. Ralph reminds me that "A friend is one before whom I may think aloud." (Which also reminds me why I can count my true friends on one hand.) Yes, this job is a lonely place. And yet I'm positive it looks completely different from the perspective of another. Sure, there are a lot of people who may know me by name as well as many folks to walk by and say hi to, but this spot remains a world away from heaven...
Keep the illusion alive... Switching gears today I am. A little birdie asked that I write about illusions. Not elusions or evasions, but rather the kind that causes one to be misled. I'm talking the Wizard of Oz kind of illusions that bring 'a man behind the curtain' kind-of-work to mind...
Can't say thanks enough I'm sitting with my feet up in a comfy chair, snuggled in a warm blanket giggling about something funny. And my family is nearby. There's Jazz asking us age-related questions. He's the one that has no qualms about guessing a stranger's age. (And he's usually about right.)...
It's time for some tidbits and updates: A big thank you to Don Arney, Ivy Tech Terre Haute -- Technology, for giving Kade the opportunity to play at Oakley Auditorium. It's a wonderful venue -- with beautiful sound and an intimate setting. Don and his crew (Patrick, as well as others) even recorded the show and are putting parts of it on-line at www.youtube.com -- just do a search for "Kade Puckett" and they'll pop up. ...
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