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The Smiling Impairment
If anybody should be opposed to wearing a mask, it’s me. I am moderately hearing impaired—enough to wear hearing aids. Except masks make my little behind-the-ear devices physically problematic.
When I’m not wearing hearing aids,...
ISawArkansas
Loggers cut down old-growth trees insisting, “We hugged it first,” and tell us if they didn’t cut the trees, we’d be using plastic toilet paper.
Environmentalists insist that deer don’t cross the roads, roads cross...
HavingREELFun
I had the pleasure of taking the Anderson family from Texas out on my boat this last weekend. Tag, Karla, and their beautiful daughter, Hannah.
Fishing people they were. I could tell they all had...
The Dirt on Nicky
The beet goes on
Aphrodite was the goddess of love in Greek myth, and what special food did the myth-writers claim she favored to enhance her appeal? Beets! This is Greek myth so it has...
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I finally decided it was time to mow the grass. I’ve been putting it off for fear I couldn’t get the mower started. As long as I don’t try to start it, I can continue to hope...
ISawArkansas
A friend had a quadruple heart bypass several months ago. When he went dark for five or six weeks I finally texted him, “Are you dead or alive?”
“Why, what have you heard?” was his...
HavingREELFun
Redbuds are blooming, white bass are just around the corner. The peak of the spawning run will be when the temperature of the water reaches around 60 to 65°. So, we have a little way...
The Dirt on Nicky
Here comes color
Famous gardener Ralph Waldo Emerson said, “Earth laughs in flowers,” which makes April the opening act for a loud guffaw in my garden. Tiny purple henbit flowers appeared a month ago with...
Native Poppies in our Spring Flora
Our forests contain several early spring wildflowers in the poppy family (Papaveraceae), along with plants which some botanists place in the poppy family and other botanist place in its own separate family, the fumaria...
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Revel in the Salad Bowl
My husband’s mother came to the United States from war-torn Germany. She married an American GI—my father-in-law. I never met her—she died before I met my husband—but I’m told she...
