Saturday, November 7, 2026

Sometimes there is no accounting for our fears. Now, I am not talking about the rational, based-in-logic fears.

How do we know when it is time? For weeks, I've ached when Ori winces as he eases himself down on his bed.

My family gathered around Dad's dining room table for Thanksgiving dinner. After lingering over the trimmings, we talked about walking off some of our over-indulgence.

For years, farmers' hearts would leap when the word "ethanol" appeared in a newspaper headline. Now farmers almost dread it because they know the ensuing story is likely to outline the inevitable bust that awaits them if the current unplanned, willy-nilly ethanol boom continues.

Look, I don't want to alarm anyone, but last week was Thanksgiving. How did that happen? It seems like only yesterday, I was first perusing the Christmas holiday decor alongside the Fourth of July merchandise.

I am always on the look-out for new books on Lyme disease. Most are scientifically-based and might offer a glimmer of hope through new treatment options within the medical world.

Thank you, God, for the world so sweet. Thank you, God, for the food we eat. Thank you, God, for the birds that sing, Thank you, God for everything

Here we are with a streamlined food page in 4-color! Recipes, more recipes and nothing but recipes! We'll focus mainly on "back to basic" recipes using ingredients that most of us keep on hand all the time.

According to most political wags, Nov. 7's election results were delivered more by do-nothing Republicans than by here's-what-we-want-to-do Democrats.

If there is anything to be learned from the third grade it is that I have long suspected, but only recently proven, that teachers go into the educational profession not because they love children, but rather, because they hate parents.