I’ve looked out my kitchen window and seen many things: children, cats, dogs, rabbits, squirrels, birds, but yesterday was the first time I’ve looked out and seen a chicken. Where did it come from? I don’t know and can only guess. It was thirsty. It hopped up on the bird bath and drank and drank. […]

Books to Cut Their Teeth On
·I ended that title with a preposition but it sounds stilted to say, “Books on which to cut their teeth.” Don’t you think? Anyway, sometimes what with all the iPads and tablets and laptops, I fear for the good, old-fashioned books, especially children’s books. That is, I fear until I go into a […]

Out Among the Great Big Cats
Have you ever been out among great, big, wild cats? Yesterday, my family and I made an excursion to Turpentine Creek, a wildlife refuge in NW Arkansas. I hope you click on the link to learn more about this place. It’s a home for abandoned, abused, and neglected wild animals, especially big cats. There are […]

And There, in the Dark, Dusty Recesses of Some Forgotten Corner
·Before I continue with my saga of the deep, dark, dusty recesses of the corners of my garage, let me tell you that I just saw an armadillo. He was hurrying, if armadillos can hurry, across my neighbor’s driveway to disappear around the corner. Aha! A night forager, a nocturnal snoop. And now, believe it […]

We Need People, Don’t We?
It’s safe to say that most people in town are still sleeping this morning because it’s hard to beat rain as a lullaby. And, it’s raining. And dark and cool. Rain–that’s my excuse for posting late. But the Folgers is hot and strong and I have a few things to say. My grandson and I […]