Ray’s Return and a Gorgeous Piece of Music

Ray has returned from LA and he brought cooler temperatures with him. Though it was 93 today in Ojai, this evening it’s a chilly 66, the coolest at this time of night in almost a week. I can suddenly feel fall in the air and am snuggled under several quilts. We sleep with the windows…

A Dead Fox

This perfect little fox was lying dead on our road here at the orange grove this morning. I felt sad that this beautiful animal’s life was cut short. I don’t know what killed him/her. A coyote would not have left her so intact. She is the size of our terrier, Frankie. We have a plethora…

Another Night at the Orange Grove

Cool evening after a hot day A dog barks in the distance Quiet enough to hear the clock ticking Here in our cozy Airstream Husband off in LA Dogs both sound asleep Daughter and son-in-law a few tree rows down In their own snug home I savor this alone time In this cool darkness As…

Happy Birthday, Sister Leslie

My older sister’s birthday is in a couple of days so she’s been on my mind. This is a repost of the remarks I made at her funeral back in March, 2012. Good afternoon. My name is Len Leatherwood and I am Leslie’s younger sister. On behalf of my entire family, I’d like to thank…

Sunday Night

Quiet night Grandbabies have returned home We gave them good-bye kisses As they settled into their safety seats Stars fill up the sky Mars burns red Our dogs snuggle in bed with us Warm bodies to keep us company Cool air pours through the open window Orange trees rustle in the light breeze Darkness feels…

Our Orange Grove Saturday

This was an absolutely lovely day surrounded by many people I love. Slow, easy, and relaxed with cool weather as an added bonus. We even had an outdoor movie night hosted by Sarah and Gregorio. Wall-E. Haven’t seen that film in years and was reminded of why I loved it the first time round. We…

Babies at the Orange Grove

  Here’s me with my little buddy, granddaughter Lyla, at the orange grove. At 18 months, she is keeping us all hopping. I had the treat of taking a nap with her, taking her over to visit Auntie Liz’s chickens and also watching her play. She, along with her brother and sister, add an indescribably…

Repost: Flash Fiction from the Prompt “Stain”

“I’m not certain what to say,” Marion Fitzgerald stammered, looking down at the bloodstain on the cushion of her white designer couch. I truly don’t know how that got there.” Joe Francis, a LA homicide detective stared at the middle-aged blonde and said in a tired voice, “Mrs. Fitzgerald, where were you last night at…

A Glimpse into an Influence from My Past

I listen to this chant pretty much everyday when I first sit down to work at my computer. I find it deeply soothing because of its connection to my past. When I was growing up, my family attended a little Episcopal mission in my hometown of 7,000 people in North Central Texas. Believe it or…

A Poem from Maya Angelou This Sunday Evening

Sometimes a poem says is best. A Brave and Startling Truth by Maya Angelou We, this people, on a small and lonely planetTraveling through casual spacePast aloof stars, across the way of indifferent sunsTo a destination where all signs tell usIt is possible and imperative that we learnA brave and startling truth And when we…