It is easy for me to get caught up in the world's spin of discord and angst. My Nervous Nellie nature often rolls around in it like a dog...

We turned the page on another year. Looking back, 2021 wasn't at the stink level of 2020 but it certainly had its share of twists and...

Many of you are knee deep in Christmas festivities including food, relatives and gifts. For a number of reasons, my week has been...

I am fortunate to live near my state's newest state park. It is nestled along the Big Sioux River, abundant with wildlife and vegetation....

I am always fascinated with plants that are able to survive the harsh realities of the upper plains. Rhubarb is perhaps the poster child...

My dear sweet Mom went to her heavenly home two weeks ago. She was ninety-three. Her life was rich and full. I had the great honor of...

Forty-five years ago this month, my husband and I said, "I do, for better or worse." We exchanged rings, shared the obligatory kiss and...

Our house is half a block from a bus stop for neighborhood middle school kids. My retirement allows me the luxury of activity awareness...

My husband and I had the supreme pleasure of seeing our only daughter last week. Due to the evilness of recent times we had not seen her...

On my former blogging platform I indicated that I like living in the upper plains because I enjoy the weather. Truthfully, that was only...

I made a promise that I would not use my wonky photos for my new website. Stock photos are much sharper and certainly more professional....

I have a love/hate relationship with grilling. I love the convenience of throwing a protein on the grill and leaving the mess outside. I...

The 2020/2021 Olympic Games are officially coming to a close. Tears, cheers, and long-distance support made for nail-biting...

Finally, I made the call. The phone call. The call I should have made long ago. The call I was embarrassed to make because of my...

Summer means many days of heat in the land-locked upper plains. My tundra tendencies struggle to make the leap from spring to summer....

(The following post is my final post on my old blog site. Farewell, old friend.) Ten years ago I had the urge to write. At the time, I...

My sister-in-law and I have a tradition of dining out once a week during the summer months. It began when I was teaching full time and...

I am writing this post on location, Saturday, Memorial Day weekend. It is 49 degrees, breezy and cloudy. I would like to report I am...

Planting tender garden flora in the springtime is always a game of Russian Roulette in the upper plains. Our finicky temperatures can be...

My vacuum cleaner died last week. This should not be newsworthy but it was the first vacuum I have ever liked. And it was less than a...