Was it a year or lives ago We took the grasses in our hands,And caught the summer flying low Over the waving meadow lands,And held it here between our hands?" ~ Bliss Carmen (1861-1929), from Low Tide at Grand Pré Here at the front edge of summer, I always enjoy revisiting this stanza. For me… Continue reading Fatherhood — Three Dads Chime In
I was spoiled by my family yesterday. The five of us (plus our Rough Collie) took a rigorous Father’s Day hike in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, followed by appetisers and beverages at a local brewery. After late afternoon showers and naps, we prepared supper together and kept the day’s celebration going. Heading… Continue reading More Than Neckties
Peace in the Home 