Opinion

We have been playing online “Words with Friends” for a good while now. When she first started, I could beat her rather successfully. Nowadays, I’m lucky to win the odd game. She always was a clever-clogs. One of the great wonders of the modern...

“No doubt the universe will unfold as it should,” I tell my husband (sort of citing my favorite poem “Desiderata”). This was after we returned home from our neighbor’s place up the hill. Most times you go to neighboring homes and receive tomatoes or...

“Why do you like it so much?” he asked. You could ask a lot of people that same question and they wouldn’t be stumped the way I was. I thought back to the beginning of the passion, the birth of my new hobby. My...

Well, hello folks, I missed you all while attending to some matters that are all in order now, so I thought it a good time to return to the printed page. Before we get onto more current affairs, let me mention of few items...

This week I am of a mind to not dedicate my word allotment upon one subject but rather touch upon a couple items gleaned from various sources. One source, our local Rustler, had three entries in last week’s issue; two were about the local...

Hello everyone. You may have noticed lately that my column has been a little shy in the volume department. I can only blame that on the fact that many things have changed around the old, “Worthy to Print” homestead. In case you were smiling...

You ever wake up in a funk? When I awoke this morning, I had the terrible feeling of doom. I don’t know why I felt this way, but it seemed as though I wouldn’t make it through the day, and not making it through...

No matter how I may wish to deny I am old, at two years and seven decades it is nonetheless a fact and, having never been old before, I am unrehearsed for the role. I am not alone in that realization, evidenced by how...

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There is something about the silence of an empty house that is so comforting it is almost not empty at all. When the voices have left the building, the last car door has slammed and the final cup of tea has been consumed, the...