Thursday, June 4, 2026

All through the night, especially during those nights when sleep isn't quite sleep but a semi-consciousness, sirens wail. The emergency room of a huge...

Once again I'm sharing with you my mother's thoughts of Christmas and even though you receive this week's Farm and Dairy on Christmas Eve,...

Deadlines are so hateful. They sneak up on you at the most inconvenient times. Like yesterday, I was regretfully pulling put my poor dead...

Now is the time to gather up all the beautiful, humorous, thoughtful, pictorial, etc. etc. greeting cards you've received since the holiday season began.Put...

In these very troubled times - national troubles, global troubles, financial troubles, violence troubles, climate and weather troubles, energy troubles, war troubles, strike troubles, health troubles, ad infinitum - there are many families who will surely have trouble being thankful this Thanksgiving Day.

Could be you're tired of reading about the mundane happenings on this quiet island, and so I'm calling on my mother to rescue you.

October's fabled bluebird weather has long since flown, but while blending into grey November left memories that will help us survive the looming winter.One...

To think I am being held hostage by a half-ounce bird! Outside the kitchen window, the wisteria vine is headed for the roof, hulls from oil sunflower seeds are piling up, venturing to the trash can elicits a loud scolding, and even filling the bird bath is a challenge.

March is certainly being March, at least in my area, where there is great bluster with huffing and puffing and white-outs one minute, benign sunshine the next.

Yes! Yes! Yes, I did go horseback riding — not on my exact 87th birthday but 10 days into my 88th year! I know this...