A Late Winter Lunch
It’s funny how perspectives change. In August, the thought of late February, conjures of images of darkness, bare trees, a…
It’s funny how perspectives change. In August, the thought of late February, conjures of images of darkness, bare trees, a…
Four days have passed since I posted my “what Jim needs” list on my blog and I thought I would…
I really enjoy telling people that I don’t have Internet access at home. I think the only thing I enjoy…
It is January and only four bird feeders hang in my small urban yard, down from the six of spring…
“California, huh?” “Yeah. To see my aunt.” “What part?”…
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