Opinion

I can’t help thinking about haunted houses as we near the scariest day of the year: election day.I’m joking!

Dear Eric: A few years ago, I noticed a change in a close friend of more than four decades.

I’ve had an annoying children’s song stuck in my head for a week now.

I can’t help thinking about haunted houses as we near the scariest day of the year: election day.I’m joking!

Dear Readers, Over a month ago (when I was pigheadedly determined to keep gardening when my neighbors had stopped), I promised I’d finally let you know how everything, including my luffa experiment worked out when I wrapped things up, which I expected to be in mid-November, after a First Frost.

Where I live we have recently undergone a period of about two months with barely a drop of rain.

Dear Readers, I’ve had so much going on with the ducks and chickens that I’ve been staring out my window for the last twenty minutes wondering where to begin.

This morning when I opened my internet newsfeed, I was greeted with following informative articles: 9 Curious Ways to Stop Snoring, 5 Resume Updates for a Career Upgrade, and 12 Surprising Dangers in the Office.

Sometimes when I’m feeling down, I go shopping.

 Dear Readers, My neighbors informed me this week that they’ve stopped watering and are done with their garden for the year.  These good friends are old hands at gardening, as they’ve had one every summer for the many years they’ve lived about a mile up the road.  The breadth of experience and knowledge they’ve gathered about growing all sorts of flowers, fruit trees, berry brambles and vegetables on their land, is evidenced in their property’s lush beauty and bountiful harvest. Two events each August signal they are nearing the moment they’ll decide to abandon whatthey’ve grown.