The smell is in the air. You could blindfold me and take me out to an Indian summer day and I could name the season. Fall’s scent is tinged with a kind ...
The smell is in the air. You could blindfold me and take me out to an Indian summer day and I could name the season. Fall’s scent is tinged with a kind ...
I’ve been doing more writing than reading this summer, and that feels good. There’s nothing like being in “the flow.” And all writers and creative folk ...
Summertime…where the livin’ is easy and my idea of heaven is a reclining chair, an iced tea with lemon, a bit of breeze and an engrossing book. One thing ...
May is my planting time, and with a little effort and a lot of bug bites, the garden is in. Now’s the fun part, watering, watching and waiting for the ...
When something gets too hyped, a book, a movie, an experience, I always worry I’ll be disappointed in the end. Can anything possibly live up to so much ...