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Fragments from Floyd

Wolf of Winter at the Door

barn_campbell_draft240A sign of a shift in the promise of six months of wood stove tending: I used to look forward to it. Now, not so much. But, with the exception of a few freakish warm spells like the January thaw, I’ll be writing of a morning with the swoosh and crackle and tick and flicker of this beast eating its breakfast.

Today and tomorrow, I’m following through on a niggling recurrent promise to myself to do more with visual art: I’m taking Ron Campbell’s pen and ink drawing class.

If you’re from Floyd or pay attention when you visit here, you’ve seen Ron’s work at Bell Gallery, the Country Store, Jacksonville Center and the Floyd Artists’ Association studio in the Station.

This image of our barn is a draft of the original. We have a Ron-framed reproduction over the piano, and for some reason I don’t remember, it made its way onto a T-shirt, that is, of course, one of my favorites.

I’m also joining the Fitness Center today, even though, with the exception of flexibility, cardiovascular endurance and core/extremity strength, I’m in good physical shape.

So shoo, wolf. Git away from my door. I’m still in the fight, and some fine day, might even write.

1 thought on “Wolf of Winter at the Door”

  1. This post had all the elements one would expect from an old retired guy! I’m glad to read about the drawing and the gym. Both excellent ideas for a man of your time of life. I hope you can keep up the wood cutting. My granddad cut wood for a large house in Madison, WI until he was in his 80’s. His 100 foot long woodpile made the front page of the paper one year.

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