I impressed Landon, one of my dogs, with my ability to produce never-ending, magic kibble for a recent meal.

A friend died last month and left me wondering about the way we meet people in today’s interconnected world.

A recent incident left me thinking of the ways we affect our environment and how we can make a positive impact.

Why do companies think burying an obscure item in their favor deep in the terms of service is a good idea?

Clear communications are critical as a writer to avoid misinterpretations. Also important as a home owner, as I recently discovered.

In a cosmic revenge for my own behavior as a child, my dogs ask “Are We There Yet?” on long car trips.

A simple good deed involving my toboggan—a hat, not a sled—once again shows me more good people exist than bad.

I canceled Netflix. No, I’m not mad at them. This isn’t some political protest. I’ve simply grown bored with TV and movies.

Which is worse? Packing to move or getting a shot? My answer is simple. One’s a pain in the arm and other is a pain in the … you know.

We’re moving to Asheville, back to the mountains after our great experiment with coastal living in Murrells Inlet.

A couple of encounters on our walking trail reminded me of an important truth—more good than bad exists in this world.

Can you pronounce the town name Beaufort? The explanation of this trick question in today’s Monday Musing.