A new peek at the novel HAVENWOOD TALES Beginnings by Author, D.J. Houston
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Continued from Havenwood Tales Surprise – Gabriel White Cloud Walling
“I like all your names, Mister Walling,” I assured him, and that pleased him very much.
Then he told me the story of a loyal Irish setter named Buddy. And how, when he was a boy, Buddy laid down one day and never got up.
He told how his father had lumbered off on a spotted mule with Buddy’s body draped behind him over the mule’s rump. And for seven years after, a bright orange butterfly flitted and danced above the cornfields where Buddy and he used to race the sun together.
Mother Nature does a lot of things right — but this was most decidedly not one of them.
Hello, Hello! And HAPPY 2013!
How to trim a Christmas tree on the night before Christmas Eve when you’ve never had one, and the stores are closed and there’s no box of decorations stashed anywhere to draw from, is — or so I learned that night — like refurbishing an empty house without money . . .
MANY MIRACLES to you and to all our gifted children coming of age in a new world of friendship and imagination! May you find every opportunity for freedom and adventure on life’s journey!
A peek at 
It was the first time I can remember ever having a Christmas tree — and a real one, at that.
he fact that I learned to sing Christmas carols by first finding out what the words in the lyrics actually meant is why I can still remember them to this day. And the carols I remember best are the ones we learned in Havenwood School’s Young People’s Christmas Choir, under the able auspices of Miss Lucinda Greenlee . . .
The scent of warm bark gripped my nostrils, anchoring me, reminding me to breathe . . .
I must say, I had the most godawful urge to stick my tongue out at spiteful old 
With reading treasures I culled from Havenwood School’s library and the books of her own Miss Greenlee loaned me — books filled with beautiful illustrations and intriguing photographs that could tell their stories without even needing words — the 
“Your grandmother Meda used to bring me to this place when I was a very young girl. We could talk about anything here.”
For all its endless sunny days and amazing Milky Way nights, the magic of that last, abiding summer of my freedom before the era of my schooling years began was too often lost in longing to see Mister Walling.
Havenwood Tales 
Life in Havenwood – The Miracle of Mister Walling
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HAVENWOOD TALES ~ BEGINNINGS
“And as predictable as the cycles of the moon, you felt immensely alive and fortified in his presence, imbued somehow with your own capacity for higher understanding . . .”
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Mister Walling was a world of his own. And he was different from anyone anywhere I’ve been since the days of Havenwood . . .
Truth be told, I rarely ever saw him. It happened in the course of my living that the journey itself would absorb me more than my quest for truth. And yet Gabriel White Cloud Walling became an indelible part of my life, as necessary as my dreams and the ground I walked on . . .
He never intimated there was anything out of the ordinary about his appearance. And I really enjoyed looking at him.
His condition seemed so natural, it never occurred to me to ask if there might have been strange circumstances. Or an accident at birth. Or any other meat-brained question I already knew wasn’t the answer.
And because he conducted himself as a quiet and unassuming, good-humored creature and I’d heard no one complain or say he was odd, it seemed to me, initially, that folks around Havenwood had accepted him for the miracle he was—until I realized that he was never spoken of.
Miracle of Spirit
Photocanvas by D.J. Houston
The best I could track, Mister Walling had lived deep in the same patch of woods past the north shore of Silver Bear Lake for well over half a century before I even met him.
He didn’t seem to me to be what folks could call a bona fide recluse; he just preferred to keep to himself, choosing his people and causes of his own accord.
Hindsight might prove that his legacy lived in the stories he shared with a privy few of each new generation. And that those whose lives he touched would know in their hearts that a visit with Mister Walling promised them, if just for a moment, a freedom from the stream of time—something sacred, eternal and true.
“But the reason he seemed so special to me as a child was that whenever you arrived to him, he already knew why you were there. Whether you knew why or not . . . ”
Excerpts from HAVENWOOD TALES Beginnings
D.J. Houston, Author
Copyright©2006, 2016 D.J. Houston. All Rights Reserved.
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