“No shirt, no shoes, no service.” That was as a popular sign among the outer beach area…
Bits and Pieces
Thankful
Thanksgiving Day has once again come and once again gone. But it periodically crosses my mind to…
Migration
The migration of birds, both spring and fall, has always been a fascinating time for me. Why do…
Fallen leaves
Oh, isn’t it fun kicking up leaves? Yep! But it’s not so much fun raking them up,…
Done did it
Yes sir, madam, and mesdemoiselles, his and hers and guys and dolls, with, perhaps, long overdue…
Shopping
Shopping is something that I have grown to dislike. It once was a sort of social thing, as most…
Winter wonderland
When I looked out of my window two days before sitting down to write this column, the sun was…
Mother nature
As I looked out my frost-spattered window this past morning the lifting fog whisps shadowed the…
Butter tarts
A couple of days ago, on checking my emails, one came to me from a years-and-years-ago friend,…
Christmas 2014
Having seen greater than 80 Christmases wander by on an annual basis, with happy memories flowing…
Optical illusions
Perhaps I’m losing it, who is to say? But lately I’ve been seeing things that appear at…
Letting go
As 2014 wraps up, I realize that the best way to put it behind me is to reflect on it, learn from…
Home for birds
By the time you unfold the pages of this issue, another year will have pounced upon us and the past…
Frankly, my dear
The last four days of December were pleasant days for me. Each day was greeted by an early morning…
Stop the press
Not often does stop-the-press news cross my desk, but when it comes but once in a hundred years, I…