Train Riders

Photo by Daria Ivanenko on Pexels.com [This short, eloquent story reminds me of some rock 'n roll songs from the 1950s that distilled teenage emotions down to a universal essence. "I was all right, for a while. I could smile for a while ..." There's genuine anguish behind those pimples. No one captures fat as... Continue Reading →

The Re-Resurrection of Cimarron

[It will surprise no one in The Jungle that one of my favorite Easter Stories is one I wrote myself. What's not to like? It has sunshine, mud, a lovable dog, and redemption ... and even a slice of Easter ham. SB SM] by SB Stephen Morris Easter is the spring holiday, a time of... Continue Reading →

First Harvest of the Season

[March 26. These are parsnips that over-wintered. No, they don't look pretty coming out of the ground, but by the time Silverbelle Sandy gets through with them, they taste of the earth and of the spring. SB SM] photos by SB Sandy MAPLE GLAZED PARSNIPS The sap is flowing and the ground has thawed to... Continue Reading →

Just Call Me … Wild Thing

[Another Silverback, Chip Taylor, has departed for The Great Jungle in the sky. One of the greatest curiosities of this songwriter is that his best known songs ... the bittersweet "Angel of the Morning" and the proto-metal anthem "Wild Thing" ... used the same, simple chord progression. I should know. They're both part of my... Continue Reading →

Oh no! He’s Going to Do It Again!

Stick Season may be the hit, but Mud Season Romance was the original ode to Vermont's most fickle season. [It's a ritual that you, as Silverback and Silverbelles, Silverbabes, Silverbucks, and Silverpups, up with which you must put. This trio consists of Stephen Morris (approximately age 42), Jacob Morris (age 11), and Patrick Morris (age... Continue Reading →

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