Columns

Something caught my eye out the front window: white feathers floating along the deck, moved by the light afternoon breeze. First one, then a handful rolled past, then, a whole lot of white feathers glided by. So pretty. Wait. What?

Spring brings with it a sense of new life and growth. With this in mind I spoke with Ram Kalap, our chaplain and spiritual care therapist at Homewood. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

For reasons that are too numerous to name, when it comes to yard work, my beloved spouse, the Carpenter, is in charge of the landscaping duties.

Instead of receiving gifts from my adult children this Mother’s Day, I’m writing them a personal thank-you for letting me be their mother. As if they had a choice. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

This week my parents will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary. Sixty years. Together. Through everything. For that, I’m grateful. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

At this time of year I expect the sun to be shining, with birds singing and positive feelings of hope and promise in the air.  

She came upon me in the household cleaning aisle at the grocery store where I was looking for the cleaning vinegar. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I like the word “awe.” It’s a good word. I also like to experience awe.  The Cambridge Dictionary defines it as “a feeling of great respect sometimes mixed with fear or surprise.” Accurate.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…