I hear my southern friends talking about the cicadas a lot this May.  They tell funny stories of manly-men screaming when finding one...

I marked April 8, 2024 on my calendar way back in August of 2017.  I’m not normally a girl with a ten-year plan, but after my friend...

I don’t remember learning to read.  I have a vague but lasting impression of sitting on my mother’s lap, watching her finger move under...

My daughter Emelyn and I are visiting all cozy at my little round kitchen table catching up and eating her favorite soup, creamy chicken...

Dan always complains about how sad it is when the brightness of the holiday gets boxed away in the basement for another year.  About the...

“What would you think about making a donation to the Ghana well fund at church with the money we would spend on doing Christmas cards...

"Do you want to spend more for your iCloud storage?”  Dan and I are getting ready for a trip, and he’s been checking off all kinds of...

I hang up the phone with my friend Karen and return a call from Lauribeth, who left a message while I talked to Karen. The web of...

I might be a pancake snob.  Don’t look for a flapjack box mix in my pantry; I don’t care whose aunt’s name is on the label.  Mom always...

"Will you cook for Thanksgiving?" A fellow teacher makes passing conversation with me. Hmmm. How do I explain our family's traditional...

You know that Boy Scout motto, “Be prepared?” While I was never a boy scout, I appreciate the sentiment, especially since I’m rarely...

If you were to hire a crew to harvest your cranberry bogs, would you call up The A-Team, or Ernie’s Angels? I use the term “hire” quite...

When asked to explain how we grow cranberries, I always begin by saying, “I’m not a real cranberry farmer. I just play one on T.V.” I...

I remember the austerity of our little one-bedroom apartment in Medford. There was so much stuff we needed and didn’t yet have. And now...

Dan told me repeatedly that October is strictly off limits for anything other than harvesting cranberries. I don’t want to believe it. ...

I walk past families and groups of friends pocketed through the lobby at the theater of Rowan College, Burlington County Campus. I am...

The end of each September for the past few years I get this earworm of Queen singing and have the hardest time replacing it. I’m...

An empty freezer fills most of the floor space in my newly-wed-nest’s kitchen. I appreciate the generosity of my first grandfather...

The ceiling of my father’s church fascinates me. I’m looking up imagining it’s Noah’s Arc turned upside down. The mellowed yellowed...

You know it’s going to happen. From the moment that baby girl has her first cry, the intellectual truth is, some day she will be a woman...