I was sitting in my living room this morning with my IPad on my lap ready to start writing when the phone rang. It was my eighty-year-old...

Ever wonder why the start of the fall season seems so magical? Is it the crisp morning air that accompanies the light dew on the front...

Since I was five years old, my grandmother's cabin has been my favorite place to visit. As soon as I arrived, I’d quickly run up the...

The morning ritual at my house is usually filled with a buzz of activity. But as soon as all the commotion settles, you can usually find...

The red glass of the bottle-shaped hummingbird feeder that is outside of my living room window glistens in the morning sunlight as I take...