Author Archives: Doc Arnett

About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.

Welcoming the Cool of an August Haze

It’s good from time to time
to keep the mind from ruining a thing
by trying too hard to explain it.

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Riding Toward the Far Ridge

Virgina might not be almost heaven,
but its mountains sure are lovely! Continue reading

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Proof of Life

When love, romance or relationship are on the verge of collapse, small choices really matter! Continue reading

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Hard Work on a (Not So) Hot Day

Having two friends show up to help build fence on a hot July day is a mighty fine blessing… even if it isn’t such a hot day! Continue reading

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Hope For the Harm We Never Intended

Even though unintended, having knocked a baby bird from its nest led me to do my best to make things right again. Continue reading

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Something Like the Feel of Silence

The quiet stillness of an early summer morning seems a perfect setting for a cup of coffee and quiet reflection. Continue reading

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Digging Deep

Hand digging a hole six feet deep in sticky clay is a hard way to remember much of the most important work we do is never seen by others. Continue reading

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The Straightening

I remember watching, and sometimes helping, my father straighten up stalks of sweet corn that had been blown over by a storm. Continue reading

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Mark Phillips & The Last Ride

Sometimes, you don’t even realize the last time you do something. Other times, every detail is etched into memory. Continue reading

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Sowing the Seed

A pasture project draws me deep into memories of my dad and my growing up. Continue reading

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