Learning to can is easy and rewarding, especially if you can use the fruit growing in your own front yard.
A black Jeep Cherokee pulled into our driveway, close to where I was standing. Nathan, our oldest son, stepped out and wrapped me in is powerful embrace. He was home. Not on a long pass, or because of deployment leave. After 5 years in the United States Marine Corp, Nathan is home for good. “Well,…
This morning I took Scott to the Auburn Airport, where he has been doing whatever needs to be done in exchange for flying time. “Do you think we can leave a little bit early this morning?” he asked before we left the little cabin on Lake Alta, where we are staying. “Why?” I responded. “Are…
I never thought I would be a writer. In fact, if my high school yearbook had a category for “Least likely to publish anything-EVER”, I would have won by a landslide. During my high school years, we learned on a manual typewriter and worked our way up to an electric typewriter. After many hours spent…