Bits and Pieces

Ironic, ain’t it? The proper pronunciation of my heading this week reminds me strongly of the…

From a writer friend of mine, who has wintered in Costa Rica, comes a five-page email, excerpts of…

Not many of you readers within the realm of the Wellington Advertiser’s drop-off area will…

So said before, so said again. Not often in my column do I have reprints of articles that have…

As I sit here prettily poised with nimble fingers gently tapping my computer keyboard, the digital…

I’m not sure if befuddled is a word or not, but my spell check doesn’t reject it, so…

Fall has slipped quietly away, winter has come and Christmas is on our doorstep. I one time…

Genetically modified foods of any kind, whether they be plant or animal, scare the life right out…

Those crazy, hazy, lazy days of summer are slipping rapidly past. I don’t feel lazy; the fact…

“Once I went a pickin’ peas, I thought I heard a peacock sneeze. He sneezed so hard…

This is a rather sad and disappointing month for me, as it is the first, I believe, in at least ten…

The writing is already on the wall – there is going to be a terrible shortage of hay this…

Fall has fallen and so have all the leaves, but never before have I seen such a varied display of…

The day this paper is dropped off at your doorstep, the winds of March will already be with us, and…

I’m beginning to lose my patience with my peacocks. On the other hand, what I know about…