When I was a kid, I’d go to work with my Dad on Saturdays. He was a milkman for a long time, and this is when milkmen would have to get up at 3 in the morning to be sure to have the milk delivered in time for breakfast for most of their customers. I remember around daybreak we’d stop somewhere for a hearty … Read the rest…
Love To Hate
I’m consistently astounded at how many people right here in America apparently love to hate. By that I mean they seem to truly get their kicks from hating others to the point of even murder. In the past two days I’ve read articles…not by choice but by chance…that talked about things like: Two 12 year old girls stabbing another 12 year old girl…they wanted … Read the rest…
Nothing moves quite like a hummingbird. Here in Colorado, it’s getting to that time of year when we’ll hear them go buzzing by in the back yard. Sometimes they move so fast you only hear ’em. But then sometimes they hover right over the deck or yard and seem to be perfectly content to give you a good, long look. They’re beautiful little birds. … Read the rest…