Standing With Underdogs

Standing With Underdogs

I am a softie for the underdog. How about you? On our elementary playground, my friends and I would yell at some rogue boys we didn’t like. They wanted us to feel like the underdog. “Sticks and stones may break my bones,” we shouted, “but words will never...
Tips from a Gas Station Guru

Tips from a Gas Station Guru

People often ask, “So where did you grow up?” I often reply, “A gas station.” Yep, “fill ‘er up” were some of the first words I ever heard. My parents’ full-service gas station was the kind of small-town garage similar to Wally’s Filling Station on The Andy Griffith...
The Upside of Detours and Delays

The Upside of Detours and Delays

Detours and delays can bring out the worst in us. Another slowdown? Another rerouting of plans? Come on! We have got places to go and people to see. Who really has time to downshift and head in another direction when the route you’ve mapped out is perfectly fine?...
You’ve Got a Story to Tell

You’ve Got a Story to Tell

You’ve got a story to tell. We’ve all got a story to tell. Some of us just have a few more twists and turns in our chapters. Like the two women I interviewed for my upcoming Bend book. Well, they are women and they are also witches. Females fascinated by the Wiccan...

Whatcha Planting?

I got my start in gardening and loving the outdoors at a young age. “Whatcha planting?” had to be some of my first words. In this photo, I’m four and half years old and dragging a rake in the yet-to-be planted garden behind our house. (The photo angle makes me look...
Dishing Some Dirt

Dishing Some Dirt

Shhhh . . . I’ll dish some dirt. I’ll let you in on a little secret. Growing up in southeast Nebraska, where the soil reminds me of moist German chocolate cake, my preschool self decided, well, to investigate the gooey richness. One spring day when my dad was...