by Jo Page
August 23, 2012

I’m sitting here in a pool of sunshine, sky as blue as faded denim, tree branches swaying in the lazy summer breeze, June bugs buzzing and squirrels hornily cavorting. Doesn’t that sound bucolic? A real ...
by Jo Page
August 10, 2011
I am not one to complain about summer. We get so little of it that I took a vow, some years back, never to bemoan the heat, the humidity, the roadwork, etc. Instead, I allow ...