Tied to the Post
Bluff yellow roses
The wild yellow roses of spring have blossomed on the Gaines’ property just across the dusty gravel parking lot of Twin Rocks Trading Post.
May 14, 2014 | 0 0 comments | 925 925 recommendations | email to a friend
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Racist, racist, who is the racist?
Our good friend Marx Powell is fond of saying, “He who angers you, owns you.” Well, I fear I am about to be owned.
May 07, 2014 | 0 0 comments | 855 855 recommendations | email to a friend
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A Bee C
Early Wednesday morning I loaded Buffy the Wonder Dog into my old Ford pickup and headed north. Destination: San Juan High School, Blanding, UT.
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A few stones short of a cluster
Once in a while, Barry and I have visitors at Twin Rocks Trading Post who say something like, “Wow, I am glad I finally caught you open. I have been here several times and you are always closed.”
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They are people too
The heavy rains had come a week earlier. As a result, the weeds were pressing in on the trading post.
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A trace of truth
“Am I not crazy?,” the woman said as we strolled about the Twin Rocks Trading Post perusing the displays. “I shouldn’t love this stuff, but I can’t not!”
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