Standing in my kitchen, eating a piece of buttered toast, slathered with honey, I have made the decision to try my hand at beekeeping. ...

Change doesn't always arise from large or loud events. Sometimes the smallest, quietest of actions can have the greatest of impacts. A...

Giving up is so easy! Usually, it doesn't feel good afterward, but in the thick of things, it is simple to do. As with most times in my...

This morning I biked into town to run some errands and meet a friend for coffee. I left a little after 6 a.m. and enjoyed the early...

I recall, in the early 1980s, walking down State Street in Madison and hearing a loud roar. The source was a man named Art. I presumed...

I was at the Earth Home again today. With high temperatures in the 90s for the next week, I get my biking and errands done before 9...

Currently, I am an hour north of Madison, sitting on the porch of an Underground House. I ventured up here for a couple of days to clear...

Lilacs. I love the smell of lilacs! I grew up along the Lake Michigan shore and I went to school farther south and farther inland, at...

This was a challenging week for me. The tweets from the President of the United States regarding military personnel who identify as...

This is probably the toughest post I've written. My father has dementia. This may be a trigger for my family members and anyone who has...