Fred First
FRED FIRST: To The End of The End of The Book
The uncertainty and never-ending unknowing may soon end. For the past year, there has been no dry land on the horizon. But we may not be adrift much longer.To...
FRED FIRST: My Wee Musical Man-Cave
Digital Tones and Frets and Reeds: Oh My!A month ago this small room behind me...
FRED FIRST: Still is Still Moving . . .
We just don't quite know when the VAN will be at the door
THE RECAPThe storyline...
FRED FIRST: Turning Points of Note From a Season of Change
First night: Middle of April: The sliding doors are open with nothing but the screens to...
FRED FIRST: What Was A Half Million Acres of Cypress Swamp
The transformation of the Missouri Boot HeelA year from today, I will be living in...
Country Mice, City Phones and the Cellular Divide
I want to tell you that I have found fantastic free software applications for your smart phone to help you discover and...
In Search of Wildness
Emily Dickinson was right to see that a prairie might consist of only one flower and a bee. When my childhood world was small,...
New Wardrobe, New Calendar – Old Dog, New Tricks
When April comes, I get another candle on my cake, a marker of the passage of time. But more than birthdays, it’s that new...
Home: Settled In For Our Second Ten
They gave us six months. That’s what I heard years later from the long-time residents along our road who watched us renovate the old...
Water Wealth: Our Blue Gold
Will there be enough to go around in tomorrow’s world? How to have adequate water for all who need it on the global scale...
Garden Debriefing: Some Wins, Some Losses, and Lessons Learned
Last night’s hard freeze in mid-October abruptly ended our hope that we might watch our visiting grand-daughters pick the last of this summer’s green...