The sound of a cheerfully whistled hymn would drift through the trees and across the front field and catch my ear. I immediately knew that my neighbor was out and about in her garden. Nan Heller was the older lady that lived across the street with her husband, Russ. They had a neatly kept little…
Let Light Be
Three sunny days. Six days with a little sun. That’s where we are in Indiana so far in 2023. That’s 13 days of grey, cloudy skies. I’ve written about it on more than one occasion… but the permacloud is oh so real, and I can say from experience that the lack of sunlight definitely has…
Growing up Rural: The House on Star Route
A tunnel of tall pines down a narrow gravel (and sometimes muddy) driveway led to our little piece of the world — two and a half wooded acres of pine trees, maples, oaks and everything else with patches of grass here and there. Our house was on a nice hill that overlooked the beautiful Chuctanunda…
Two Years
Two years ago today I lost my sense of smell during COVID. I had heard of people losing their smell and taste during the pandemic, but most people regained them within a few weeks or so. I was assured by many that it would return For my whole life, I have been a “sensitive smell…