If silence had a scent, it would smell like a cold winter's day in a pine forest. The cold air would be a fresh as a peppermint and the pine forest would be the after taste. Just five minutes would leave you feeling cleansed and refreshed with a red nose and cheeks. Snow has a way of silencing the world around us, muting the obnoxious sounds of the city. It calms the mind and the soul, slowing the...

The small college town was very simple. Only the local gas station, a small IGA , and the locally owned cafe, used book exchange and favorite hangout for all, The Snoring Beagle Cafe. Daisy ran the bakery in the cafe, baking homemade cinnamon rolls and bread, as well as seasonal cakes and cupcakes. Her sister Anne ran the cafe, serving freshly brewed coffee and tea, and the daily assortment of fr...

We use it up and throw it in the bin,

Never to think of or see it again.

How much waste can one household make?

Ask the trashman, I'm sure his take

would be a head shake and a great big frown.

How much does he see in one day around town.

Paper and plastic, items piled up high,

things we can't live without until we realize the lie.

We don't need more, oh the money we spend,

trying to get the new...

Life is full of seasons. With each season comes change, some good and some bad, but the one thing that didn't change was the love my grandmother showed me. That love was not always expressed as kind words and a hug. Sometimes my actions warranted gentle guidance and discipline to teach me wrong from right. As I became older, I took for granted that love, having never not had it. When my grandmothe...