It’s the season of birthdays. We celebrate the Babe of Bethlehem with color and sound and joyous events. Families gather, and hearts are full. Speaking of families and speaking of

In this season of consummate beauty, there is little that can compare to the sounds of Christmas.  Last night, we, along with friends, experienced a beauty and sensory overload.  Mannheim

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, here’s what’s looking good to me today: You’ve heard of the recent sounds in the night (i.e., the skittering of ugly,

Across the street from my husband’s office in a small, small town stands the coffee shop, a community gathering place for friends and strangers alike. Right there on the corner of the

Even as menus are being finished and kitchens are buzzing, the schedule is still being tweaked.  In the beginning, I thought it was real simple and laid it out like

In our economy, the pecking order is set up something like this:  the bigger you are, the more (and the harder) you ‘peck.’  Conversely, the smaller you are, the more likely

If I were some technological genius, I would include in these last two blog posts, a scratch-and-sniff button that would have you leaning, nose pressed, against your screen.  I’d like

I come from a long line of Plain People.  Known as Amish and Mennonites, they were salt-of-the-earth farmers and craftsman who worked hard with their hands, scratching a living from

“Oh, Balderdash!”  No, really.  Balderdash!  This particular game was the source of much hilarity last weekend during a birthday party for the 21-year-old.  If you’ve been following the blog, you

“I look like HIM,” he said, and he pointed at Daddy.  That was Little Caboose a Sunday or two ago as he got dressed in his brand-new khakis before church.  This