The day dawned, as it is wont to do, with the rising of the sun. A clear blue sky overlooked the estate. The day promised heat, and lots of ...

The Craftsman war machine has terminated negotiations. The tips of the tall grass wave jubilantly in the wind, defiant, unyielding, uncut an...

There is a story to tell about the Craftsman war machine. The vast expanse of herbage remains unmowed; the story, therefore, remains untold...

"Your bum looks really nice." "Get in the left lane and turn right, here." Those were two of the many strange phrases...

As I contemplate that day that is the hub, the Ogygia of summer that separates all of the season that came prior to that day from the f...

This week we went to see Think-Red-Hibble-Stew. We had an inauspicious start. I left my house and office keys locked in the office--of c...

"When I was a boy I had a dream about all the things I'd like to be...When I was a boy I had a dream..." "When I was a ...