After my regular morning routine of feeding Alli and Declan the porch cat, posting the blog to Facebook, and answering emails, I spent some time making corrections to several chapters of my new Tinder Street book that Roberta had finished proofreading. It always amazes me that no matter how many sets of eyes look at […]
There’s a lot to love about the monsoon season here in Arizona’s White Mountains. First and foremost, we definitely need the moisture. The forest is parched, and the drought doesn’t seem to be letting up anytime soon. It’s also a big help to Terry’s outside raised garden beds and to the clover that I’ve been […]
I’ve been busy working on my new book, The Forgotten Years, every day, and yesterday I printed out the first seven chapters for Terry to edit and proofread. When she was finished with them, I made her suggested corrections, then sent the chapters off to Judy and Roberta for them to have a go at […]
We had a break from the 90° weather of last week and have been taking advantage of it, trying to get some things tidied up around the outside of the house before our kids come to visit. We have a bug zapper porch light next to our front door, and while it kills a lot […]
I’m a nice guy. Really, I am. If you don’t believe me, ask any of my ex-wives. No, wait a minute, on second thought, don’t ask them. Ask their mothers. No, that might not work out either. Ask Miss Terry’s mother. She’ll tell you what a nice guy I am. Maybe. Unless she’s still mad […]
In a recent conversation with somebody who was asking me for suggestions on places to spend the winter in his RV, I told him about some of the places in Florida we like. His immediate response was, “Oh, hell no! I don’t want to get eaten by an alligator!” I assured him that probably wasn’t […]
We have had a population explosion of mosquitoes here in Elkhart this summer. We’ve been coming here to Elkhart Campground for years, and I don’t ever remember them being so numerous or so hungry. I have heard about a million and one ways to keep the bloodthirsty little parasites at bay, and trust me, none […]