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A completely true (except for the parts I made up) tale about an Osprey’s tail that brought up some blinding memories.
Our peaceful morning walk was shattered by the shouts and taunts from a passing vehicle—a moment of unbridled road rage.
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A wink-and-a-smile charming young man, Brad was a scoundrel. A mostly true tale of Brad and his date on a sidewalk in Folly Beach, South Carolina.
The heroic rescue of the boys in Thailand sparked the memory of my own spelunking experience which included a cave entrapment of the minor kind.
The simplest explanation why we are leaving Maggie Valley and moving to Murrells Inlet is a change of scenery. The complete truth is more complex.
Has your inbox been overflowing with Privacy Policies lately? I updated mine, too, but I thought my first draft was much better. Hope you enjoy the Privacy Policy I Wish I Had Used.
The danger for dogs in hot cars on summer days is real. But grasping the hot reality of exactly what is dangerous can be quite challenging for some.
I treasure the pre-dawn quiet to slowly awaken, savor the peace and quiet, and avoid a chaotic morning – unlike yesterday.
Rural highways, small towns, a big funeral, and lots of crops, but no service stations in sight and I was running on empty.
in this age of acute political correctness, imagine my horror when I discovered I was not preparing a culturally appropriate dinner party menu.
This is not a literary masterpiece. It’s a crappy little short story. A tale of rainy weather, dog walking, and the necessary output from those efforts.
A magical thing happened every Halloween in my neighborhood – a talking jack-o’-lantern conversed with neighborhood children.
How do you create black magic in the middle of the night? Two dogs, two rabbits, a bright flashlight, a social media post, and an evil overlord.