Threads of late summer
Aug. 22, 2022
Summer is rushing by and to paraphrase the lyrics of my favorite male rock vocalist Bob Seger, autumn’s closing in.
Summer is rushing by and to paraphrase the lyrics of my favorite male rock vocalist Bob Seger, autumn’s closing in.
The loss of a pet stirs many emotions about the passage of time, our own mortality and other family members who have gone before us. Pets are part of the family.
I had a ghost memory the other day that took me back nearly 50 years.
The world of communication is now in our pocket thanks to the marvels of technology. Our powerful smartphones have so many bells, whistles, gadgets and apps that the actual concept of being a telephone seems like an afterthought.
The height of summer often brings back many fond memories of growing up on the
A beautiful thing about life are the serendipitous moments that brighten our journey.
Our recent observance of July 4 had me pondering about the state of freedom in our country.
Growing up on our Jackson County farm in the 1970s, a bald eagle sighting was something to behold. There were not many eagles left.
The pandemic may eventually go away but virtual meetings are here to stay.