What would you do if you knew? Without bothering with the technical details of how it came, suppose for a moment that suddenly and unexpectedly, you had a valid warning that the financial system was going

The little nine pound Havanese is becoming very brave about being in the woods as long as the sun is shining and there are no frogs around. And the ground is dry. And no squirrels are close by. And she

The North American Prairie. After the great Laurentide Ice Sheet receded around 12,000 years ago, the climate began to moderate; this time without the large predators that died out during the long ice

Two hours of reading the monthly Ham radio magazine, QST, was a welcomed break from the normal finance-irritating politics-social media routine. Unlike the vacuum tube days when I became interested in

This part of my human world is still asleep. The frogs and crickets are singing and at least five different groups of frogs are doing their group songs. The night is warm, humid and welcoming and I wonder

The story always continues. Babies are born. Time passes quickly. We die. The part each of us played in the ongoing saga begins to fade even before our passing. Our moments are brief and our timeline fades

A man I knew lost his father to an accident on the highway. He lived forever in the fear that it would happen to him as well. He never drove a vehicle afterwards preferring public transportation instead.

The adopted Havanese dogs, Coco and Bella, have been in their new home for two months and are making progress on adapting to new people and a new environment. Each has gained almost one pound and both

BEYOND pissed would not have been applicable to describe just how I felt when I got home last week to find that our local troop of monkeys had once again raided the garden and as usual, had their eyes

I have always wanted to claim that I'm a Texan. No particular reason other than watching a lot of cowboy movies when I was a child and was impressed with the authority they seemed to have when they would

After spending four full days cleaning up after a rather vigorous windstorm, collecting and burning many piles of debris, I had a sudden thought: this is what I do on Steemit every day. I do things and

howdy folks and greetings from the heat of the Great Plains of North Texas were it's 102 degrees today and rising. Well I've been talking about the Wild West during the 1800's and nothing was wilder than

I saw this photobomb challenge and I know I'm going to have fun so here are the pictures of my dogs, Fudgee and Princess with their new hairdo.

Coco, the eight year old Havanese female, was adopted from a rescue shelter one month ago and is beginning to feel at home here. Sleeping comfortably. Photo by Will She is not so afraid of everything now,

A Personal Archive: This is a verbatim transcript of a conversation with Malcolm B. Hopkins, at age 72, that was taped in October, 1986 by his oldest son, Will. The locations mentioned were in Lee and

After thinking about and discussing the possibility of dogs having souls yesterday, memories of Sara Jane have been tugging at my heartstrings, so her little spirit must have visited me during the night.

Is it possible? No one really knows the answer, but I would like to have considered opinions from those who have been around dogs as to what you think about our furry friends having souls. Do they have

Our little town's park is one of the nicest features we have, and it is especially nice being there in the early morning. The birds are awakening and most people are not up and about. It is a perfect time

6:15 AM, June 28: The town park is a great place to begin the day! First, Mike the Dog and I enjoy the morning fresh air, the birds singing, and the beautiful sunrise. Secondly, there are always several

Suddenly, there was Shirley: When I was twelve years old, I lived in a small town in eastern South Carolina. My parents worked in a cotton mill; one of the two largest employers for the town, and we lived