“Do you want to know why I’m so unhappy?” We were in the middle of dinner talking about the New England Patriots when he interrupted us with his political declaration of discontent.
It’s Groundhog Day again. It happens like clockwork every year. A festival of predicting weather dating back the nineteenth century. Mercifully, Punxsutawney Phil is called to task just once a year, unlike in the 1993 movie… Continue reading
Season’s Greetings from our home to yours. It’s time to write the Christmas cards. No pressure of course, but everyone else’s cards are so gorgeous you’ll see them on the display page of Snapfish and… Continue reading
I never gave much thought to the month of November. Living in New England it is not recognized for its beauty, especially on the heels of the brilliance of October. November is a wedge of time… Continue reading
What one item would you grab if your home were to catch fire and you only had seconds to choose something? I’ve been asked that question but never given a definitive answer. Instead, I turn the… Continue reading