The legend of Bo Jennings and his magic fiddle!

It was obvious that Bo’s Dance Hall was a hay barn all week and became a dance hall on Saturday nights. The barn had light bulbs strung from one end to the other. There were haylofts on each side, stacked high with hay bales. At the far end, two wine kegs with a plank...

A most discusting developement…

Nine o’clock at night found Casey and Tim in Farmer Jake’s cow pasture on their hands and knees with a flashlight. “Ya know, Tim, sometimes catching the bait can be as much fun as catching the trout,” Casey remarked. They crawled and whispered in gruff voices as...

Sammy and Bandit meet…Sorta…

A pair of paws came out of the tree and gripped the opening on both sides of Sammy. The raccoon stuck his masked face out of the hole and was nose to beak with the crow. Who’s to say who screeched the loudest, Sammy or the baby raccoon? Sammy took to showing off with...

The pond exploded.

All the voices faded away as he concentrated on the lunker and the battle ahead. Casey twitched the rod tip just enough to get the attention of the fish. He started retrieving the frog in short quick jerks as if the frog had seen the fish and was trying to escape. The...

I’ve got to get out of here!

Casey reached for the whiskey bottle with a shaking hand. It looked harmless enough glittering in the light from the campfire. Its green glass and bright yellow label with a clipper ship on it, made him wish that he could just climb inside and sail off to some distant...