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I may be a bit of an odd duck. I am a James Bond fan and I’m not a guy. It doesn’t make me a curvy Bond girl, just a girl who likes Bond movies. Grant...

Have you ever encountered counsel from the beyond? Advice from the grave? I’m not talking about a mental condition of hearing voices or meeting up wit...

I love spring. Opening windows so the long-awaited fresh air can come in. Listening to birdsong waft in on a breeze. Watching the parade of kids on th...

If you look back and reflect, as I often do, you might discover that the friends you’ve collected are like charms strung across the bracelet of a life...

A friend’s Facebook post this week from somewhere in Florida launched me on another sentimental journey. She and her husband were pictured on a deck w...

It felt a little like 1981 all over again. Circumstances are different, but the surprise, gratitude and mystery are the same. Here’s what happened tha...

Have you seen the TV commercial where the kid opens up a gift and yells, “I love you, Santa!” in a very loud and excited voice? The narrator then focu...

OK, I confess. I like to get holiday lights up in the living room early. Like right after Halloween. I like the glow when I’m watching Hallmark movies...

It was somewhere out west, Denver, I think. My husband, Gordy, enrolled in a weeklong class to maintain his certification as a rural appraiser, one of...

I’ve asked people, and have been asked, “Are you a glass half full or half empty person?” For many of us, I think our response depends upon the day or...

We who’ve been looking for spring after a harsh winter have experienced a few false starts between winter’s continuing blasts. When the calendar turne...

My friend John and I were talking recently about how letters written by Civil War soldiers can bring to life the history we read about and also reveal...

I’ve had a rough week. First, my basement flooded. It wasn’t just some water to push into a drain like typically happens after a snowmelt or hard rain...