Farming is in my blood. My Grandfather Ernest Eason farmed a piece of land located about two kilometres from my house. During the day he was a dynamite man at the Talc Mines, then in the evening he was a farmer, working the field till dark. My father also owns farmland that we share as … Continue reading Watch for the Weeds: What entangles your life?
Warriors on horseback practicing archery in an open field Hello and welcome to another post from The Eason Clan! Before we dive into today’s post, I just want to say, “Thank you!” Yes, to you the faithful followers who have been with me since day one, and the new subscribers and viewers who follow my … Continue reading Did you hear about the Scythians?
I awake to the sound of crashing thunder, The loud rumble wakes me from my sleep. My natural alarm clock. It’s 6:23AM. I gather myself as my childhood fear of thunder unnerves me in my bed. My heart is racing. Then I hear your voice, sweet and peaceful as the dawn. Come be with me. … Continue reading Come be with Me
"On my way I'm a wanderer, till I find my place, I'm a wanderer." It's funny how a song can get stuck in your head; whether it's a catchy tune, the singer’s voice or just the lyrics. Sometimes having a song on repeat in your brain can be a good thing, especially if the lyrics … Continue reading Finding where I belong
Sitting here, I see Your majesty. The water shines in a brilliant blue. Oh! How beautiful! Yet, not as beautiful as You. The foam tossed waves, roll against the shore; the cliffs tall, jagged and worn. Sitting here, I think of Your goodness, and how You changed my life. Like the water, crisp and sparkling; … Continue reading Crystal Blue Shores
I have good news to share with you today. I DID NOT DISAPPEAR. You may have thought along those lines, considering I haven’t posted a blog in over a month. Maybe you figured I was in an accident, or on a missing list, or perhaps that I was attacked by a flock of killer chickens? … Continue reading Who Is Knocking On Your Door?
A pale cream-coloured Knight, it's grooved head in my hand, is moved up the board by my nervous fingertips. It is match number three of four...and I haven’t won a game. My dear Uncle is showing me his chess skills again. One more move, and I’ll have him. That’s what I tell myself. However one … Continue reading My Chess Partner
I love walking. The feeling I get when I venture to new places, like my recent trips to the ocean these past few weeks, is hard to describe. It’s like anticipation and wonder come together, to give an overall excitement for adventure and the unknown. Some people walk to ease their minds. When I walk … Continue reading A Walk to the Sea: Torpedo Nets, Bunkers and the Atlantic Ocean
The wind was a westerly gust coming up from the valley, blowing against my right side. Walking along a rocky cliff, I kept a watchful eye for any branches that might break if I stepped on them, while simultaneously focusing on what lay ahead of me. Cracking a branch would be a sure way to … Continue reading “Got to get yer moose by!” Big Moose, Big Bogs and Falling in a Deep Hole.
Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com T'was the night before Christmas, and all through the OCC, the phones were ringing and the radios beeping. Our headsets were hung on our heads with care, hoping the radios would finally be clear. The Officers are working, on patrol and on foot, while the dispatchers take calls and … Continue reading A Dispatcher’s Christmas
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