On a recent winter morning, the temperature had plunged to single digits C.O.L.D., cold. Early, on, I was in the yard scattering seeds and I also put a gallon of fresh water in our heated birdbath, which was nearly frozen over. By the time I got back to the house and peeked out the kitchen window, the birds had already discovered the water. Virtually ignoring all the seeds, they flocked to the … [Read more...]
Put on Your Sunday’s Best
Put on your Sunday’s best. Boomers know what that means, but that phrase is used less and less in modern terminology. For many, Sunday is just another day in the week and for those who may happen to visit a house of worship, they wear, well, whatever they feel like, definitely not Sunday’s best. You’ll see far more pairs of blue jeans than neckties among the pews. Dressing up is no longer … [Read more...]
Dear Ping
Okay, you Pingites or Pingatereans, whatever your names. You know who you are. You make some of the greatest golf equipment in the world. But I have a complaint. This Christmas, my wife gave me a new Ping putter. It cost $149.95. I know this because the clerk put it in a box for her, sealed it up and forgot to take the price tag off. I’m leaving the tag on, though, because my first set of golf … [Read more...]
Slow Roasted Pork
I am not a great cook. In fact, I would rate myself an only slightly better than average cook, giving myself a slight edge only because I love to cook. I am a foodie. I love all things food, based not just on taste, but what it looks like, how it smells - even how it feels in my mouth. For me, eating is an all-sensory event. Fortunately, my beloved is a willing guinea pig and has been to the … [Read more...]