Well today is number 65. This is one of a handful of birthdays not spent at home, in Michigan. My family always laughs because I typically say I will be home after Christmas for my birthday, because that is my tradition. My Grandma Orr and I often commiserated about our post Christmas birthdays. Hers was the 26th, even worse than mine! I remember her driving out to Thornhill on one …Read the Rest
Lifestyle
“Judge not lest ye be judged…”
A week ago, my husband Jon let me know that a pair of his pants needed the clip at the top repaired, as the cloth under the hook had begun to rip away. The pants could be mended, but not …Read the Rest
The Mysterious Basket
We all have heard the many versions of stories about a basket being left on the doorstep, here is my version. Jon and I returned home from Green Bay after spending an evening eating at a favorite restaurant. As we …Read the Rest
A Magical Time of the Year
Nothing is better than taking Fast Eddy out for an winter walk after supper. He loves the snow. Throughout the day, the snow slowly sifted down, giving the landscape a fresh clean powdered sugar appearance. Today’s bit of white fluff was but a …Read the Rest
THROUGH THE WINDOW
Spring delayed , Winter extended Locked away in the basement working on things that I should be working on when the snow is flying, and here it is, April! See my face through the blinds? Looking , watching , …Read the Rest
Part 2 Dog Tags and Class Ring Reunited With Owner
Using Paul Harvey’s famous line ” Now, the rest of the story”…. I received a letter of explanation from a career military man in WA last Fall. Why? I had rediscovered a class ring and dog tags in the bottom …Read the Rest
Mystery Solved After 30 Plus Years!
Let’s go back to the late 80’s on M-134 in the Eastern Upper Peninsula of Michigan. My family of four, which included my husband , my two small sons and myself, were staying in Cedarville at Paul’s Cabins for a week of fishing …Read the Rest
My Name is Jane and I Am An Aviation Junkie Part 1
My fascination with flight probably came from my father. At an early age I discovered my dad was a Navy Aviator Trainer during WWII. He never continued flying after the war, but was drawn to planes. In my teens the air …Read the Rest
A Time Honored and Valued Tradition in the Heartland
My Grandma Orr’s advice still rings in my ears to this day. Thirty plus years ago she told me that I should look for a husband in church. She was right. I found someone with the same values I wanted …Read the Rest
Not Your Typical Parade
My friend Ginny exclaimed that I, as in me, have never arrived anywhere early and this morning was no exception. She wanted to see the Classic Wooden Boat Parade that would be taking off at 9 a.m. sharp from …Read the Rest
Twin Orr-chards Once a Traditional Farm, Now a CSA Farm
Last week I popped in at my cousin’s estate sale. She was selling items that belonged to her family that she reluctantly needed to let go, due to lack of space. She surprised me with our Grandma’s red Pyrex applesauce …Read the Rest