I would never call myself fashionable. Sure, I look in the mirror before I leave the house—but I’m often at a loss as to what to wear and far more concerned with my mop of hair, grateful that it still sprouts from my head in unruly abundance.
One of the lesser valued pursuits of spring is the annual cleaning out of the freezer.
This job clears the way for ice pops and ice cream during the summer months. And it is how it has come to be that I am roasting a turkey on this fine, mild spring day.
Much to our collective relief, the local landscape is brightening with color as spring sweeps her painterly brush across the lackluster view we became accustomed to while wintry weather lingered a little too long.
I’ve always wished there was enough free time and adequate resources to take the month of May off and just go fishing. Most of us can’t do that, but we can fantasize.
Apparently I am not alone in feeling deep concern about what’s happening at the EPA under Administrator Scott Pruitt.
Mental Health Awareness Month has been observed in the United States since 1949, reaching millions of people through the media and local events.
April is the first full month in spring, and she can be one of the most changeable months of the year weather-wise. A few days of balmy, sunny warmth can be followed by near blizzard conditions.
Packing up your life to make it look better to other people is one of the dreariest of jobs. Also back-breaking, irritating and illuminating of things you don’t want illuminated.
I’m not gonna lie: as many of you suspect, I have a pretty cool job. Whether I’m attending a concert under the stars, taking my seat at a sold-out performance of “Annie,” or photographing kids flying their kites in the great outdoors, more often than not, I’m having fun with Dharma the Wonder Dog along for the ride.
The Upper Delaware River region experienced excessive damage to and loss of many trees during intense winter storms that delivered heavy snow and powerful winds during the final weeks of winter. Evidence of those impacts can still be seen in Pennsylvania’s Pike and Wayne counties, and in Sullivan County, New York.