I am not a car mechanic. I will build a chicken house, plant a tree, and disassemble a computer–but cars are not my area of expertise.
There are at least two reasons for this. One is exposure. My father loathes working on cars with a passion and so has avoided it all his life. Thus I […]

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The daffodils are blooming. They are such a bright yellow. The flowers light up the lawn like little droplets of cheery sunlight. They look like they have so much energy it can be envy inducing.
April is racing along toward its conclusion. Spring does go so fast. Next time I turn around it will be the […]

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The book was slim and small. Thura’s Diary: My life in wartime Iraq was the title. With the picture of an Iraqi girl in her late teens or early twenties on the cover my first thought was that this was some publisher trying to do something like a modern Ann Frank rip-off and make some […]

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I first picked up Stolen Lives on impulse. I was at the library counter, checking out books when I saw it sitting displayed on the shelf. Certainly the title was eye catching Stolen Lives: twenty years in a desert jail. Intrigued, I flipped open the cover and read the inside flap. A entire family imprisoned […]

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My two plum trees arrived yesterday. I have been very pleased with the condition and packing of everything that I’ve bought from St. Lawrence Nurseries. The plants are always well wrapped and in good condition. I can tell a lot of personal work went into packing the plants. So far I’ve bought grape vines, a […]

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