We had another windstorm the other night. It was bad enough that Bella, the one I call my “deathbed promise dog” (because she was my mother’s rescue and now she’s mine) whined and flung herself ...

A major celestial event occurred at our house this week. It’s not the one you’re thinking of. Indeed, the total eclipse of the sun turned out to be a partial bust. Thick clouds rolled in approximately ...

There's a whole world under the surface and only Ron has any idea about it.