Marion Owen Alaska
In this era of streaming movies and watching YouTube videos, there still remains the biggest show in the whole wide world: The weather. Admission is free and good seats are plentiful. There are no commercials and it runs 24/7.
My humblest inspirations seem to occur in the autumn when I’m putting the garden to bed.
It’s fall and the garden says, “I am growing old.” The potato vines are limp and the tubers huddle underground in their rough, weather-proof skins, waiting to be dug. Is there any greater treasure hunt than digging for …