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The shouts startled me. “Bonnie! No! Get away! Get away!” Oh, no. I realized our Basenji girl, Bonnie, must have caught some sort of hapless small creature who’d been foolish enough to ventur

Friday evening. The work week is done. It’s time to unwind. Time to go and get something to eat. Steve and I typically head to Spirits Pub and Grub, a local pub near our house and the perfect poi

I stared at it.  That behemoth coated in green.  I wouldn’t let it get the best of me.  It wasn’t a monster by super hero standards.  More like a monster by gardening standards. Each spring

Ah, summer. That great, glorious time of year when schedules change, the daylight lasts longer, and temperatures are warm. I crave summer for those very reasons. It also gives me a chance to switch

Memorial Day. What are the first things that pop into our minds when we think about this holiday? Or the weekend as a whole? Travel, usually to the beach. Hot dogs. Cookouts. And let’s not forget