My Perfect Boys, Part 1
My Perfect Boys, Part 1 I’ve heard some comments about my sons and how awesome they are. Some of those words were spoken in all seriousness by people who actually know my boys, while other…
My Perfect Boys, Part 1 I’ve heard some comments about my sons and how awesome they are. Some of those words were spoken in all seriousness by people who actually know my boys, while other…
Back From the Brink About three years ago I wrote a post about the American chestnut (Castanea dentata) and its near extinction in the early 20th century due to the chestnut blight (Cryphonectria parasitica, then…
Poke, Shovel, Sweep, and Blow My readers are aware that my wife, Annie, and I are fixing up our cabin in the Ozark Mountains at the same time we are converting a dilapidated old garage…
You’ve Been Warned We’ve all commented on our country’s litigious society, with people suing others for just about anything. Because of this rampant litigiousness many, if not most, companies have reacted by putting warning labels…
Lucy in Disguise When the idea came to me about doing this post, I was reminded of a famous song. In their 1967 album, Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, the Beatles sang a very memorable…
It Came From Above Annie and I have had some amazing experiences at Sweetwater in the short time we’ve owned it. We’ve often watched the resident deer, some from the time they were born all…
Sweetwater’s Scaled Neighbors It was the last morning of a visit by our son, Travis, his awesome wife, Danielle, and their four children, 10-year-old Emma, 8-year-old John, and 3-year-old twins Isabelle (Izzie) and Carson to…
It’s a Gas! According to Wikipedia, “The compound 2-chlorobenzalmalononitrile (also called o-chlorobenzylidene malononitrile; chemical formula: C10H5ClN2), a cyanocarbon, is the defining component of tear gas commonly referred to as CS gas, which is used as a riot control agent. Exposure…
Fly Away Home Many, many years ago, when I read Mark Twain’s Tom Sawyer for the first time, I noticed a little rhyme that ol’ Tom said to an insect. “Ladybug, ladybug fly away home. …
Mr. “Not My Dad” My old Marine Corps friend and I were stopped at the border crossing between Montana, USA and Alberta, Canada. Now on that trip about halfway between home and the border I…