I subscribe to a certain Lucy Van Pelt type of psychology, a belief that “carpe diem” is really more than enough to go on, in fact, it’s almost all you need to know about getting by in the world. It’s served me well enough, but at times, it falls just short. The day has been …
The boys’ garden is place of wonder, truly. If you’d seen this scrappy patch of dirt with a few randomly placed badly chosen plants, you would not believe it could be transformed into the fabulous oasis it is today. The lilies are in bloom, yellow butterflies appear and disappear over the fence, and two little …
Last Friday, I was stunned, truly stunned to find myself saying “Thank God It’s Friday.” I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt that way. If I reach back in the dusty places of my memory when I still had a “real” job I might be able to come up with something, but even then, …
Why is this guy so happy? It should be pretty obvious. Take a look at what he’s holding. He’s just won the G-String Ukulele raffled off at Dusty Strings’ Uke Fest Concert. It’s nice to see someone win who really appreciates the prize and this novice uke slinger seemed a little overcome by the gift. …
I know nothing about the food of the south. Nothing. Less than nothing, perhaps, other than sometimes, I like to eat it and man, does it taste good. I love greens and blackened fish is a thing of wonder. Plus, at my local supermarket, you can get catfish fillets that have been marinating in Cajun …