A Bob's Life

Yesterday morning arrived and with it, the first frost of the season. It was a light frost on the windshield of my truck, but it was defini...

I heard a story on the Today show the other morning that caused me to stop and reflect.  The story was titled  Boy, 6, asks people to...

Winter's cold wind blew through my room  leaving its frost on the lampshade by my bed  as I slept. Where had the heat gone?  I cou...

Autumn Breeze The cool autumn breeze rushed in the through the open window  Caressing my face as I slept warm in my bed snugg...

It was the week before Christmas And throughout Columbia Mall Every shopper was scurrying With lists and bags full The sale signs were ...

The orange ball hung low on the horizon casting its red glow onto the still autumn clothed trees making them seem to be on fire against the ...

A cool September's morning mist hovered above sun scorched grasses in a small field sandwiched between two rush hour crammed highways...

The bright orange ball danced just in my view along the horizon moving between the trees like a big rubber ball the kind I used to play...

Drivers changing lanes so rapidly that I wanted to pull over and calm down as one narrowly missed my bumper. Crocus in the lawn. Blue sk...

Radios blare the tarnished tunes like silver set out for the feast once a year, the songs are played then stored away again. The tunes ...

It rained overnight. At least it wasn't snow. The temperatures are still above freezing and although the days are short, I enjoy th...

Low clouds moved fast across the face of the half full moon stars as beacons pierced the voids of dark black sky leaves rained down as Oct...

Cold rain slapped hard on my face punctuating the 40 degree bone chilling cold that greeted me at the door as I stepped outside to start ...

I noticed the moon, full and bright hanging in the predawn sky while I was walking Makayla. It was casting faint shadows on the ground ...

Driving to work yesterday morning, I looked out over the trees Blue-tinged mist was hanging in the green leaves As the humid day got off t...

The orange ball hung in the sky-- like a basketball as it pauses above the rim after bouncing off the iron; above the horizon, coloring t...

It was blowing across the parking lot yesterday morning as I arrived at the gym at 5:30 AM. White and powdery I could just make out the fin...

I love dawn when the sky transitions from night to day. The first hints of light silhouette the landscape, I can just begin to discern shape...

They are nearly bare now, the trees. Last week adorned in royal autumn robes now cast aside like confetti A bright colored canopy strewn on ...

Green. Alone among the millions growing in my yard. The mower cut them all the same no individuality here. Despite the lack of rain thi...