It could have been a little easier. But it could have been a lot harder. A few months ago, when plane fares were incredibly cheap, we bought two tickets to Amsterdam. It wasn’t so much that we wanted to go to Amsterdam in particular. More, we were holding out hope that someday we’d be able to go where we’d be surrounded by human beings we didn’t know and see things we’d never seen. The plan was shaping up nicely, until my wife got hurt playing tennis with our granddaughters.
I screwed up the cheesy hash browns. But that didn’t ruin the party. We had a big family dinner planned for Easter. Always big fun, I was really looking forward to it, especially since big fun has been in short supply for the past couple years. Then we had a hitch in the plans. Or technically, a hitch in our giddy-up. In a non-funny way, my wife injured her leg badly enough that she had to spend ten days on the couch with her leg elevated and wrapped in an ice pack. This was
I sat watching the sun coming up over Olson Lake, or, as everyone who lives here calls it, the slough. The sky was a pastel riot. High overhead, wisps of white clouds dotted the soft blue expanse, then changed to peach the closer it got to the horizon, and finally burst into vivid orange as the sun crept upward. The color shifted back to blue beneath the horizon, blue with a smattering of white as various birds floating on the water came into focus. The ice went out a few day
I’m feeling better about my life; thanks for asking. In my experience, there are two ways to pull of this feat. One, actually have your life start working out better. Two, compare yourself to someone having a really bad day. South of our farm is a small dip in the field, just a few acres that’s a little bit too wet some of the time. About forty years ago, we installed a system of tile that allows the excess water to seep away, with a five-thousand-gallon reservoir and a pump
I don’t want to write about Will Smith slapping Chris Rock after he mocked his wife, except to say neither one of them ended up looking that great. A bad night for all concerned, but I’m seeing it as not my problem. I really don’t want to write about what’s happening in Ukraine, except to say that the last person who tried to build an empire by conquering neighboring countries was Adolf Hitler and things didn’t turn out so well for him. If it looks like your Wikipedia article