The kayaks were laid out along the bank by the short dock in front of the boathouse. There were two orange, open faced kayaks for ...

I knew the day was near. Nothing lasts forever. My 2010 car was making a noise. It had been a good car for ten years, ...

The spring rains came and with them, sprouts, orioles and nightcrawlers. This morning’s walk was slowed by my constant bending to scoop up a sand ...

It was over a year in the making. The discussion went from which cities to include, how many days, spring break or summer and budgeting. ...

The furnace kicks in at the same time each morning, but the morning light changes daily. It is 6:30 a.m.  A month ago, it was ...

“It was a quiet week in Lake Wobegon, my home town,” is how Garrison Keillor – one time Minnesota Public Radio host of Prairie Home ...

On the last night of a year, I traditionally write down my reflections while others write down resolutions. In my lifetime, the most impressive turning ...

Two years ago, I planned to throw my book a grand coming out party and then, head back to Saltillo, Coahuila, Mexico, to reunite with ...

November. My month. November, trying to push October’s startling yellows, reds, and oranges to the ground in gusts of 40 m.p.h. winds from the west. ...