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In the Shadow of His Smile
Jim Croche wanted to put time in a bottle, but not me. If I bottle anything in the world, it would be the smell of cut alfalfa drying in the field. In the dark of winter or in times of great loss, one whiff would lift my spirits. Every time the rich, grainy aroma - a...
Eat You’re Heart Out, Idaho!
Iowa is beastly in the summer. Hot. Humid. Hazy. Muggy. Buggy. Suffocating. Down right miserable. Every summer, when we arrive home after a week in Idaho with it’s cool nights, clear and sunny days, bug free until sunset, I wonder why we live smack dab in the middle...
Savory Marinade
With all the rain we’ve had this summer, grilling had been a challenge this year. We managed a few sessions throughout the summer. I used this savory marinate on pork chops before Anne came home, and Hiram’s reaction was, “What did you do to these? It’s delicious.”...
Daddy’s Girl by Lisa Scottoline
When you pick up a Lisa Scottoline novel, what comes to mind? Legal thriller? Yes. Women lawyers? Of course. Philadelphia? No doubt. Road trip? Maybe not so much. But on a recent, unexpected road trip, and a long one at that, I found the audio version of Daddy’s Girl...
The Beginning of Joy
The wedding pictures have arrived. This photo won’t give you a close up of the newlyweds’ big smooch, though believe me, they were enjoying themselves. It won’t provide a good look at the wedding party, though I can attest to the loveliness of the bridesmaid and...
Walking Beside a Rainbow
Sadness kept me company on this morning’s walk. No matter how hard I tried to steer my thoughts to smoother ground, they continually strayed to the uneven place where we stood and buried Uncle Marvin yesterday. All I could think about were his grandchildren, the...