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Lessons learned

Thursday, May 11, 2006

I don’t remember when I made my first cake or when my mother first gave me advice about cooking. As for my early experiences with baking, I remember the 4-H project on breads and pastries that I worked on the summer I was 7.

Pet week

Thursday, May 4, 2006

Soothing is the contented purring of a friendly cat – its companionship helping me forget my problems and warming me by its cozy comfort.

Welcome Spring!

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Warmed by the sun, my bare arms feel free in the fresh spring air, and the heat that builds in my van reminds me of warmer days ahead.

Sparks From Over The Hill

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I made up my mind years ago that I’d probably never own a new car. It’s not that I would mind flaunting its perks as I drive around, but the final answer for the math behind a new vehicle purchase is too impractical for my style, even if I could afford one.

Fending off an Easter rabbit

Thursday, April 13, 2006

I stopped in my local Tractor Supply Co. store to return a plastic flooring insert that did not fit our small rabbit cage.

The Whats and Whys of “Soy-ize”

Thursday, April 6, 2006

I’ve had a box of tofu on the shelf for several weeks. I put off using it because Mark still remembers the time he tried it in a Japanese restaurant and thought it was weird – big on texture but small on flavor.

The Rabbit Died

Thursday, March 30, 2006

No, this isn’t about a pregnancy test (that old expression is obsolete, anyway). We gathered on the other side of our creek-that’s-only-a-creek-when-it’s-good-and-rainy.

I’ll Blame The Media

Thursday, March 23, 2006

When I take a good look at all the stuff I’ve accumulated at my house that I don’t really have room for – things I juggle around, work around, should clean around – I always think, “what could make me believe I needed these things?” Instead of examining my own weaknesses, I’m going to blame our media.

Smart cookies

Thursday, March 9, 2006

A rap on my kitchen door told me that our neighbor Zoe was outside. She’s developed a bold, persistent knock, probably because there is such a delay before one of us answers.

Making the Bee; Removing the Sting

Thursday, March 2, 2006

A few weeks ago, my eighth grader casually mentioned that she was one of two representatives from her classroom in the school spelling bee.

Special Delivery

Thursday, February 23, 2006

It’s one vicious circle. Magazines pile up under my furniture and I chide myself for subscribing to them.

What Important Lessons Have You Learned?

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Be My Guest (Columnist) I offer this pointed article by Kia Harries in place of my own column with appreciation to her.

Primed for Puzzles

Thursday, February 9, 2006

Maybe it’s laziness, but when I fix on a thought process that requires a quick answer, my focus goes fuzzy.

The Eyes Have It

Thursday, February 2, 2006

This paper runs some great articles on a wide variety of topics: nature, science, human interest, history, progress, and of course farm life.

Bouncing With The Weather Yo-yo

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Less than a couple of months away, we’ll greet spring in all its fresh (though somewhat muddy) glory.

Drink Maker Drivel!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

I’ve complained before about the way small appliances accumulate in my kitchen. Finding a home for them is tough.

A Box Of Perplexing Penguins

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Flip. Waddle. Flop. Splash. I’d probably see black and white birds in my sleep. I stretched back to relieve my stiffness.

Doin’ The Disc-Case Shuffle

Thursday, January 5, 2006

Our Christmas gifts told the tale. My daughters have outgrown toys. Now, they are caught up in the micro-packaged world of encapsulated entertainment.

Focus on ‘Future Perfect’

Thursday, December 29, 2005

No matter where each of us is at the end of 2005, when the clock strikes midnight, we shall have moved into a new year.

One Child’s Christmas

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Drifts of snow far higher than the little girl’s head lined the long lane that led uphill to her home.

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