This week, dear readers, allow me to wax philosophical. And, you're asking yourself: What exactly does he mean when he's going to wax philosophical?
Thank you for asking.
To be honest with you, to wax philosophical was one of those things I've heard hundreds of times on the Journey Through Life....
This time, there weren't any books about fossils. That was the message which was shared with yours truly during a visit to a book sale which was held at Stinson Memorial Library in Anna.
The sale, as noted last week in this space, was sponsored by the fine folks of the Friends of Stinson Library....
As you may have noticed, this space occasionally is devoted to a bit of wandering around and aimless observations, and so it will be this week...
...first up, allow me to reflect on a couple of boo boos which showed up in last week's paper...
...for one thing, yours truly somehow managed to move an...
This week, let's start with some words of wisdom...
...what once was lost, now is found...
...third time's a charm...
...seek, and ye shall find...
...and a thought or two from your intrepid scribe in response to the thoughts, including an explanation for the big ol' map you see this week...
What...
WARNING: If you are squeamish about eating dead things, other than hamburger, Please DO NOT Read This. If you are a member, or supporter, of PETA, Please DO NOT Read This.
A fellow traveler on The Journey Through Life passed through The Paragraph Factory one morning last week and mentioned...
The Other Half has returned from a journey to the Bluegrass State, and that was very, very good news. Especially for our kitties.
Don't get me wrong. Yours truly was glad, as in very glad, to see her return home. Taking care of home, sweet, home all by one's self is, well, hard work. Then again, I...
This week, you get two thousand words, more or less. Clean and simple. Well, only if you happen to believe that a picture is worth a thousand words.
As you may have heard, we've been having another one of our once every 500 years or so floods. I think this year's flood event would the second once...
First up this week: We had a Chuck spotting one day during the past week or so. You may recall, or you may not, from a previous colyum that we mentioned our buddy Chuck.
Chuck is a woodchuck, or groundhog. Yours truly had spotted Chuck a number of times, but hadn't seen him in a while. Then, during...
Oh, what a tangled web we weave, especially when it's Monday morning, a deadline is fast approaching, and a famous dead poet has not stepped up to write this column, mainly, of course, 'cause he's still dead.
That's why you get to see a whole bunch o' pictures this week.
When it comes to the...
So, I'm going through the Monday morning routine, getting ready to start another week at The Paragraph Factory.
I glance out the back door. Much to my surprise, I spot the back of a furry brown head, streaked with a fair amount of gray (hmmmm...just like mine), which belongs to a critter taking a...