Just Another Day… Or Not
They spent the weekend at the river – eight adults and eight grandkids. It’s almost a miracle when everyone’s schedules …
They spent the weekend at the river – eight adults and eight grandkids. It’s almost a miracle when everyone’s schedules …
For a lighthearted look at some of the hazards of country life, see my weekly column. I know. Baby woodpeckers grow …
I knew a man who walked across states and continents, and then settled in Tennessee to write about his travels. …
And welcome to my crazy world. Not sure how it got that way, but it’s teaching me to be flexible! …
My editor took offense recently when I defended my creativity as a columnist. I also implied, the average journalist does …
We’re sort of attached. Translation: I’m sure there are moments when The Preacher regrets buying it for me… A laptop. …
On the first day of Christmas my banker gave to me, a twenty-five dollar overdraft fee. On the second …
This is the place… Where horses graze in green or golden pastures, and cottonwood branches nod gently in the breeze; …
The Creator could have plopped us into a giant, two-dimensional world of jumbled mazes—a dull, flat, color-less, sense-less, joy-less existence. …
In all my travels across these mountains I turn my discoveries and experiences into stories. Reporting not only the facts—who, …