Winter has decided to finally arrive or so the weather forecasts have proclaimed for this weekend. Friday as I sat writing this column I heard a weather alert on the scanner that noted 3-5 inches of snow was forecast for our area in the early morning hours of Saturday followed by freezing ra…
Life goes on at its own pace. Sometimes it seems as if we’re moving in slow motion and other times it’s like “hold on to something quick before you’re blown completely off track.” But no matter the speed of life, we all at one time or another get into a rut and let the days blend into each o…
This past holiday season I baked cookies but was never able to do up what I’d call a Christmas tray of them. There was just too much going on at work and at home to be able to spend a couple of consecutive days baking cookies.
In the past week I’ve finally had a chance to make some cookies for the holidays.
A new year is just days away, but this year I’m praying that some of the wonderful things I see going on in our local communities would manifest themselves across this wonderful country of ours.
While we may all know family history as it pertains to our immediate families, it is sometimes a little more challenging to look further back to those family members who preceded us.
This is the time of the year when we begin to think more about how blessed we are in our lives. A job, health and friends, our faith – any of these can top the list of things for which we are thankful.
Mom was always good for cutting out little sayings and poems to save. I guess she picked up that habit from her mother. My grandmother would more often than not put a little clipping in with a birthday or anniversary card she was sending to someone.
I’ve been writing a column for the newspaper for quite a long time. Recently I took a look back through some of the ones Mom had cut out and saved. Why she chose the ones she did I really don’t know. It might just have been these were the ones she had time to cut out and others were thrown o…
What would it be like to step back a few decades? While in Massachusetts we stopped at a farm market that was mainly set up to sell the produce from the fruit trees the farmer raised as well as the honey from the bee hives he had, as well as some items from other neighboring farms.