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It was a bright Sunday morning this past August, and we were travelling in southern Montana. There were few vehicles on the Interstate, the music playing on our iTouch was the kind we loved to sing along with, and hubby was enjoying his new “wheels”. The scenery was spectacular and we could understand why we’ve often heard Montana being referred to as ‘Big Sky Country’. Hubby broke the silence with … “What does that guy think he’s doing? I’ve been watching him come up behind at... Read More

From Soup to Nuts


I've been thinking about this for some time now. It started when I began to think about the pantry in the house I grew up in. It was really a small room off of the kitchen as many are. It held literally everything from soup to nuts. It had the big pans and the roaster. It had baking supplies and bowls and measuring cups and untensils. There were counters where things could be set, like cooling pies, or rising bread, or any one a hundred things. Even that fruitcake I... Read More

My fascination of the computer started in 1983, and many of my friends couldn’t understand how I could spend so much time reading and practicing on a machine. My husband and best friend, well known as the “paper and pencil” guy, didn’t discourage me in my quest in learning “new things”. He understood that now that our children had left the nest for further education or work, I needed a new focus. It had been my privilege to be a ‘stay-at-home’ Mom, but it was time for this “emp... Read More

The school bus had red Christmas tinsel wrapped around the braces holding the mirrors and a wreath hanging on the front. I smiled and wondered if the students would enjoy it or judge it to be "lame" or whatever word is currently in use. My next thought was that I would have something cheerful to e-mail my friend. I've been searching for and writing about happy things for a while now. My friend has been ill and working at keeping her MDS (myelodysplastic syndrome) from going into leukemia through... Read More

We moved into the neighborhood the year before I started school. There were no other children on the block, but we had never lived near other children and you do not miss what you have never experienced. I loved playing in the back yard under the ash tree whose branches dipped to the ground forming a dappled green shelter from the summer sun and most summer showers. However, the magic happened on an expanse of lawn between our house and the neighbor's. Only a narrow strip was actually our prop... Read More

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