i alway got the same feeling when i visited Trudy's antique store

it was housed in an old "out of business" filling had the urge to stand outside for a few minutes to try to figure out the original logo which was undecipherable under peeling paint

the windows were dust laden...and you couldn't make out anything inside

once inside the smell of coffee assailed ones senses...but if you were a newcomer you wouldn't be offered a was for "friends only" and you had to bring your own cup

junky kitsch and true lovely antiques sat side by side loosely scattered about the cluttered seemed a quickly thrown together nest for a careful brown sparrow with a practiced smile and wings ever ready to fly if any problems should appear

Trudy stayed behind her desk and pointed in the direction of items one might like to see

it wasn't that she was unfriendly...her voice was soft and mellifluous...she just seemed removed from the interactions in ways

an invisible barrier existed

difficult to get a handle on...

as a longtime feeder of birds i knew not to press into her territory for fear she would soar away

Clarence was a jovial bull in a china shop when he came in...his paramour not hanging back...a Cowbird laying her eggs tried to claim Trudy's nest....

Annette was all breast and hips and swagger...the shine on the back of her pants gave credence to her every morning ride

the two of them ultra friendly... boxed things up...sat new items down..poured themselves steaming coffee and just generally ignored the Sparrows claim to her domain

and Trudy became even more invisible...but she held her ground.....and guarded what was left of her nest


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nan shartel July 8, 2011 @ 7:13 a.m.

a year after we moved to Smallville Trudy's middle son was drown in the John Day River trying to save his fiance from being swept away...they both drowned

he was the head groundskeeper on the 9 hole pasture golf course there

he had just finished teaching my husband his job as he was leaving at the end of summer to go to EOSU

i pondered to Trudy i would never know how it felt to lose a child like that...we went to Roys funeral...and sent flower

Trudy was so upset i thought she'd go into the grave with was tragic

2 weeks later my daughter and her fiance were killed in an auto accident and Trudy and i were instantly bonded together by our common grief and pain

i don't either of us would have made it thru that dark tunnel without each other

during that time Trudy slowly but surely revealed the truths of her long tragic life

death hung around the family like a pall...something out of a Edgar Allan Poe story....Poe told no deadlier tale then the unhappy saga of Trudy and Clarence


I Am Stardirt July 8, 2011 @ 9:58 a.m.

Well, I'm wanting more. I love the tease. You put a smile on my face nan which is incongruent with the story. I like your style.


nan shartel July 13, 2011 @ 12:07 p.m.

back as soon as this puppy has solid stools Surfpuppy

yikes i'm dodging sh*t!!!


nan shartel July 8, 2011 @ 11:20 a.m.

thx DG...i'm trying to give u background on this one and hope i'm making the grade

this family had spent at least 20 years creating rotten ugly karma...once i knew that their behavior at the front door of their home place was more understandable


quillpena July 8, 2011 @ 4:35 p.m.

Holy crap, nan, for a minute there I thought this was all for real. Very intriguing.


nan shartel July 11, 2011 @ 11:16 a.m.

thx a lot Mindy...i know u read the blogs with a critical eye so ur comment is graciously accepted :=D


K. Aitken July 12, 2011 @ 1:38 p.m.

Beautiful Nan. It makes me want to read more. I am so sorry for your loss, I cannot imagine. (((Hugs)))

".it seemed a quickly "throw" together nest"

"a Cowbird laying her eggs tried to "claimed" Trudy's nest."

Shouldn't this be "thrown" and "claim"...


nan shartel July 13, 2011 @ 12:02 p.m.

yes madame editor..bless u ..u can edit my book smart girl...thx hunnyshorts


MsGrant July 12, 2011 @ 5:05 p.m.

Oh, nan, this is gripping. More "cow bell"!!


nan shartel July 13, 2011 @ 12:05 p.m.

thx kitty queen...will do soon...i'm babysitting a 12 week old Frenchie with cocidia and giardia and hook worm...damn those backyard breeders!!!!

been busy but i'll get back to this ;-D


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