Something Good: What’s Blooming Today
Something Good What’s Blooming Today? Several years ago, I started feeding the birds, squirrels, and chipmunks sunflower seeds. I had no idea they were planting a sunflower garden for me.
Feature Essay: The Long Road to Becoming a Crazy Dog Lady
If you’ve been following along for a while, you’ve already met Outlaw Josey Tails, the Lollipop Guild, and a few of the other four-legged characters who regularly steal the spotlight
Something Good: Does Heaven Send Jenny Wrens?
A couple of summers ago, Dad and I were sitting on his deck listening to the birds when he mentioned he hadn’t seen many Jenny wrens around. He told me
Monday Moments: Shadfly Season is Back
If you’ve never experienced it, imagine thousands of harmless bugs deciding your porch light, your garage…and occasionally your face…are the place to be. The good news? They don’t bite. They
Monday Moments: Celebrating 250 Years-Sabula
Monday Moments…a beautiful sunrise over the Mississippi this morning after celebrating America’s 250th. Did you see America this weekend? I did. I saw families and friends gathered together for the
Life According to Dogs: Holy Swamp Ass & Doggy Snow Cones
Holy swamp ass. Y’all…it feels like Great Balls of Fire outside today. The humidity isn’t just high—it’s clinging to every inch of my body like Saran Wrap straight from hell.
Feature Essay: Every Flag Tells a Story
Along the river and lakefront in Sabula, the flags are flying once again. Each one represents a veteran from our community—someone who answered the call to serve our country. For
Feature Essay: It All Started with a Cookie
It All Started with a Cookie… I come from a long line of independent women. Independent, a little rebellious, and a little crazy in the best possible way. My grandma
Feature Essay: Turns Out…This Was the Dream
Thirty-five years ago, it was one of those bright, sunny, scorching June days. I got ready at my Grandma’s house before heading to the church. My groom got dressed at
Feature Essay: Shut Up, World…I’m Enjoying the Good Stuff
Lately, I’ve found myself wanting less of the world and more of my own backyard. Not because I don’t care about what’s happening out there. But because there’s so much
