Spilled Ink
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Old Mill’s Tale
Looming over the endless chorus of the Muskingum River — derived from the Shawnee word Mshkikwam, meaning swampy ground — the Stockport Mill still stands watch over this once important water route into the interior of Ohio. The original mill… Continue reading
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January’s Thaw Complete
Embracing old man winter’s icy reprieve, the morning sun reflects spring’s soul… Continue reading
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Age of Steam
“Your true pilot cares nothing about anything on earth but the river, and his pride in his occupation surpasses the pride of kings.” — Mark Twain, Life on the Mississippi — Parting the glistening currents of the Ohio River, her… Continue reading
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Echoes from a Bygone Era
Ignored by a technological world, she sands alone, her story a mere whisper from the past… Surrounded by all the big tech companies building their new facilities in central Ohio, this old abandoned farm will soon meet its fate. It’s… Continue reading
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Dawn’s Royal Commencement
Caressing heaven with faint-soft hues — a pronouncement of her arrival — she swiftly unveils brilliant cascading color… Continue reading
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The Old Gem Roller Rink
Melodic notes echo through the hall, as a local band embraces its audience with their latest tune. Patrons excitedly laugh and giggle as they glide along the perfectly crafted floors. Their roller skates mix in perfect harmony with musical talent… Continue reading
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Changing of the Guard
Illuminating the world in a final kiss goodnight — her soft, beautiful essence greeting Twilight as he takes his throne — she concludes her long journey of light… Continue reading
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Only the Ghost’s Know
Her tale now memories to ghosts, mere shadows beneath the setting sun… Continue reading
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Summer’s Closing Lyrics
As autumn’s color embraces the land, a lone summer flower sings a lullaby to her season’s change of hand… Continue reading
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Echoes from an Abandoned Era
Known only now by specters from the past, drifting through an abandoned world, crying out to tell their story… yet no one to hear… Continue reading
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Summer’s Last Stand
In a final burst of vivid beauty, wild flowers sing a lullaby to summer’s ever dwindling hourglass sand… as autumn awakens to adorn her crown, ready to alter the colorful hues of the land… Continue reading
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Golden Brilliance of Dusk
Shadows bow to the dancing golden brilliance of dusk… an acknowledgment of her dominion… a reminder that darkness is subservient to light… Continue reading
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