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my favorite browsing area is the Baking Needs aisle.

I miss the days when a small Valentine, or even a sentimental message, sent to a favored friend or a loved one, was enough

These aerial artists made me remember my hard-working mom, who washed our windows every spring, as part of her spring-cleaning routine.

Recently a friend confided that her 80-year-old mother is having trouble adjusting to life in a retirement community.

Ok, I’ll admit it. I’d become a bit smug about our weather here in the panhandle. I, too, had heard the old saw about “the luckiest...

Maybe it was my increased vocabulary with age. It’s probably the other way around; my vocabulary increased because I worked the puzzles. 

I am one of those fortunate people who was born lucky.