It was a Monday and felt like a fall day. The clouds were that gray color that hovered overhead, and the temps were cooler. Waking up to fifty-degree temps was just marvelous. I had a long day ahead of me working, then going to Sam’s Club, but I knew what was on the menu for
It’s 6:30 on a Sunday night. Dad’s on the couch watching “Pennsylvania Outdoor Life.” I knew the sound of Don Jacobs’ voice as I listened from the kitchen. Mom would be working on prepping our Sunday dinner for our seven o’clock show of “America’s Funniest Home Videos.” AFV started to air in late 1989, so
Can you all believe it’s August already? We are getting down to the last few weeks of summer. I can’t believe my kids are going back to school in less than three weeks. It’s unreal. I have my youngest, with her last year in elementary school, and my oldest going into a brand-new middle school.
My daughter is such an animal lover. My momma said she reminds her of me. I’m the person that when it rains I will drive slowly to dodge all the froggies who come out in the streets at night. I slow down if there is a passing butterfly, and I will literally stop the car
Whew, wee! These July days aren’t messing around. It is hot, hot, hot! I could do without the humidity, for sure. Now that I have introduced shorts into my wardrobe, I really haven’t minded it all that much. It’s an amazing feeling the difference when not wearing jeans. I didn’t know any better. I didn’t
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker,” — so God made a Farmer. God said, “I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past
