“If a thing’s worth doing . . .”
“If a Thing’s Worth Doing . . .” “If a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing . . .” The voice on the radio paused. I could almost hear my mother’s voice finish the sentence, “. . . well.” The principle was so ingrained in my thinking that even the speaker’s expectant...
Storm-Tossed Love
I expect my husband’s family reunion to be a day full of faces with names I can’t keep straight. I expect to take up tomorrow where I left off yesterday. But, then, one of the cousins plays an audio tape of a great-uncle telling old family stories. One of the...
Beauty?
Life was beautiful … until I turned eight. That summer my family moved from our home in the woods of Oregon’s Coastal Range where the evergreens and wildflowers grew naturally in lavish abundance. We moved to southeastern Washington where the desert was being divided...
Ooey, Gooey, Stinky
Our friend Art didn’t know I was discouraged when he told us about a gardening adventure. Preparing for next year’s planting, Art pushed a wheelbarrow full of fresh-from-the-farm manure. He needed to push the load around their house, across the backyard grass still...Helen’s New Book is Here!
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