My whole life, I’ve always felt that the four seasons I was lucky enough to experience in Maryland had a big impact on who I am. Whether it was summer or winter has a big impact on my attitude, my
When You Need the Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything, Ask a Librarian
A few months ago when I was out shopping, I picked up a LEGO mini-figure for Caleb as a surprise. If you don’t know how mini-figures work, they are purchased unassembled in unmarked little packages (made of foil, so you
Christmas Cheer: It’s the Little Things
It’s that time of year again! Yes, of course I mean time for Christmas, for Advent, for choosing the perfect gifts for the people who mean the most to us. But also the time for way too many cookies, for
Build Each Other Up
Before I share the conclusion I have come to on a subject that has been on my mind for a while, let me tell you that the first person who needs to read this is myself. But I think
April Rain and Resurrection
Due to the events of the past week, I’ve been hesitant to post this. In one day, what had been an observation of a natural occurrence during a rainy April day took on a far different meaning. The spring storms that had
April is Poetry Month
In light of the fact that we’ve finally gotten some good weather now that we are in April, I wrote a poem. Also, April makes me think of purple, so have a flower. in time of daffodils who know winter
Lost Dogs
I have never walked past a lost dog. Usually, I return them. Grab them, play with them, call the phone number on their tags. If there is no number, I look up the address online and take them home, finding
It Must Have Been Something I Ate
A dream I had in the third-person a while back, which still amuses me: She had to choose one of them to go with her, and thought only for a quick moment before making the decision. “Kel.” The leaders walked some
H2O: History as Seen by an Osprey
Everyone has heard of Nessie, the Monster of Loch Ness. Less well known – although perhaps a distant relative – is Chessie, the mysterious serpentine resident of the Chesapeake Bay. Sighted in 1943, recorded on video in 1983, and spotted
Reasons the 80’s Were Golden (OR: Why I’m Bitter About the Space Program)
Quality cereal box toys. Saturday morning cartoons. Cassette tapes. Action figures that genuinely look like the people they’re supposed to be. What do these things have in common? They play a large role in childhood. They are golden. And they