If you believe everything you read, you most likely believe that somewhere there is a Middle Earth, a Hogwarts, and a 100 Acre Woods where a bear is best friends with a pig. “What?” you say, that’s all fiction. Well, much of what we read comes from the imagination of the writer, no matter where we read it.
I just read this:Mother Arrested For Leaving Her Kids In A Park While She Went To A Food Bank. It was a chilling read for reasons you may not expect!
These days it seems that when you get a group of legislators together, they get things backwards. Kind of reminds me of the Contrare Indian in Little Big Man who washed with sand and dried with water.
As I walked our Airedale Terrier, Bailey, I especially enjoyed watching my neighbor walk her Miniature Schnauzer. I've missed seeing them lately. Although her dog was 14 years old and blind, he still had the Schnauzer independence.
Nelson Mandela spent a lifetime working to ease the struggles of his countrymen. Isn't it ironic that, in its haste to feed us the news of Nelson Mandela's passing, the mainstream media forgot the struggles of the underpaid Americans who work to feed us everyday?
One day, last December, I woke up to a beautiful, bright morning. Sunlight made the snow covered ground look as if it were filled with stars. It brought back the memory of snowbound days when the outdoors was littered with neighborhood children pulling sleds, toboggans, and making snow angels, snowmen, and snow forts.