Bits and Pieces

Not often do we find ourselves so positioned as to see a phenomenon of nature that is perhaps…

In the corner of one of our little garden areas, we have left a thistle that has grown tall and…

The seasons they come and the seasons they go, and by the time this article is searched for and…

I was rooting through a bundle of old papers this past weekend, getting them ready to be shredded…

Big and beautiful? Yes they are! I saw them once again this morning as they took to flight from the…

Yes sir, madam, and mesdemoiselles, his and hers and guys and dolls, with, perhaps, long overdue…

With record-breaking cold temperatures sifting across the countryside day after day and night after…

Wwoof! Wwoof! Wwoof! That’s not Foxy, our house dog, my constant companion, expressing her…

The query that surfaces frequent, I don’t question why who…

I slept in the other morning. When I awoke, the sun was shining at about nine o’clock high.…

Because of my long-term association of 32 years, with not one of the best, but the best weekly…

Recently I mentioned “tossing my soggy sombrero” in one of my articles. This in itself…

Why have we allowed this to happen? Why have we let it spread; like wild fire out of control, clear…

Not often does a fellow columnist stir an interest in my literary line of thought. Not often do we…

Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day – are words that I never thought I’d…