Monthly Archives: April 2017

My beloved daughter lives on a remote ranch in South Dakota. When Stan and I go there to visit, we stay in a comfortable trailer a short walk from the main house. Truly it’s like being transported to another universe: the nearest house on the ranch is almost two miles away and the driveway intoContinue reading “Pretty Mary Brown”

I’m just wondering if having a blog attack is a little like having malaria. The impulse to write posts can be dormant for a long time, and then there is an attack of blog fever. I just wrote something yesterday, and here I am again, briefly consumed. Maybe it’s because I got a decent homeContinue reading “A Little Like Malaria?”

Sometimes I like to fantasize that people could be reconfigured to have little meters in their foreheads, not to download information, but to register how many words in a day each one says. If I could put a bet on something that would make me big money, I would bet than women’s daily word countsContinue reading “You Gotta Talk to Me”