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Truly breath taking

Immersing senses in present moment

Subscriber onlyI write this column while seated on a rock at the edge of Horseshoe Bend outside of Page, Ariz. The sun is rising behind me -- which, not being a morning person, are words I don't typically string together. It takes my breath away, both the view and the 5 o'clock hour. Continue reading...

Tornados and baloney

Spring season for lawyer jokes

Subscriber onlyTalk is cheap. Continue reading...

Snowglobe of memories

Back home, farm sale not just buyin’, sellin’

Subscriber onlyI spent the better part of the morning Saturday before last brushing snow from my eyes at the 44th annual Piggott FFA Farm Sale. We couldn't recall a time prior when it had snowed. Continue reading...

Here's to gassy mornings

Enough reason to get out of bed

Subscriber onlyDo you ever have one of those days you just don't want to do? A day when there's nothing particularly wrong. No body part less functional than usual. No lack of sleep causing eye bags so large they exceed the size for carry-on luggage. No mental or physical malady to warrant a day under the covers. Just a day when you partially open one matted eyelid long enough to confirm the sun arose and you don't want to follow its lead. Continue reading...

Traveling outside the lines

‘Oooot-whooose’ means outhouse; pet, sitters don’t enjoy the trip

Subscriber onlyGoing on international holiday. Traveling abroad. Coloring outside the U.S. lines. I'd never done it. My bare country feet had never stepped outside the border of these here continental United States. The closest I'd ever come to being in foreign country was a foray into New York City. Until last week ... Continue reading...

Mother offers no comfort

Call with phone company leaves customer clueless

Subscriber onlyI never feel more like committing a felony than when I have to deal with the telephone company. Each time Ma Bell and I have an encounter, I'm convinced our conversations can't get any crazier, and each time, I'm proven wrong. Continue reading...

Ozark Winter Olympics

Games more challenging if hosted in Arkansas

Subscriber onlyNow that I know "streaming" isn't a water sport, I rarely watch live television anymore. But there are occasions when I take a break from binging and put the trusty antenna to use. Continue reading...

Dear Television Moguls

Don’t mess with Magnum

Subscriber onlyListen here, Hollywood and L.A. I know I'm not an authority on much in your world. I don't know the first thing about carrying on calmly while the earth shifts violently beneath you. I can't tell you how to "hang 10" unless it involves five pairs of socks and a clothesline. And I couldn't follow your gnarly dialect if you tied me to a post and like, totally made me watch the movie Valley Girl for a week straight. Continue reading...

Scandalous love affair

Audio books lead to strange behavior

Subscriber onlyI adore a good book, and for the most part, I think a good book is terribly fond of me. We spend a scandalous number of hours together in our love affair, curled up on the sofa or nestled under bedcovers, just the two of us. And a dog. And two cats. And two rabbits and fish nearby. But mostly, it's just us. Continue reading...

That's a lot of bull

If Roosevelt visited to Pollard, Arkansas

Subscriber onlyIt was the summer of 1954 when the bull attacked my mother. Not a pit bull. Not Bull, the bailiff from the 1980s sitcom "Night Court." Not Bull, the doctor in the current drama inspired by the life of Phil McGraw ...although the idea of Dr. Phil attacking my mother would make for a compelling story. Continue reading...

Tales of tinsled taxidermy

Ghosts haunt Grammy’s for Christmas present

Subscriber onlyAfter midnight on Christmas Eve, I curled up on the small bed tucked beneath the stairwell at Grammy's house, Baxter ever-present by my side. We both knew one of us was supposed to be the loyal protector of the other, but neither was quite sure who was assuming the duty that night. Continue reading...

The night before Christmas

Santa knows all, gives great gift

Subscriber only"911, what's your emergency?" Continue reading...

Baptism, watermelon, coffee

Circumstances lead to grateful encounter

Subscriber onlyI wasn't sure which building of the Methodist church to enter, so I aimed for the one with the highest steeple and opened the large white door. I was early -- which, by societal standards, means I was timely -- a feat which ranks in rarity with Halley's comet and the Cubs winning the pennant. My mama used to say I was born late and had been late ever since, chiding me that the early bird gets the worm. I'd counter that the second mouse gets the cheese. She would roll her eyes and declare how I'd be late to my own funeral, which I never saw as a bad thing. Continue reading...

Holiday horror hideout

Classic films sure to scare

Subscriber onlySince downsizing to my little loft in the heart of Bentonville, I've greatly reduced the size of my holiday decor. Whereas once I had a dozen Halloween knick-knacks and 20 Thanksgiving baubles strewn about, I now have a couple -- an iron black cat and a denim pumpkin -- commanding center stage. I think the little buggers stand straighter these days, as though they know they beat out the competition. Continue reading...

Orange you difficult?

Color signals trouble ahead

Subscriber only"I don't care much for the color orange," I randomly blurted to my friend, Karen, as we sauntered through the craft fair booths. "It seems like trouble to me." Continue reading...

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