My generation, the "Wonder Years," grew up with large boxy televisions, kitchen wall phones, bikes with big handlebars and banana seats, the Beatles, Vietnam, Watergate, Nixon, Twiggy, Charlie Brown, the Monkees and some of the best music ever. Yes, I'm revealing my age, but that's okay; there's no harm in acknowledging that I'm from the Gen Jones era. Life was good in my little world, and all those events were just background noise as I sat at the dinner table, listening to

He's not much different than his owner. Little, feisty, a bit persnickety, calm most of the time, loving but not on command; definitely on his terms, guarded with his acceptance of who he lets in, protective of his people and funny. Our walks together are always special and just us - exploring, Oliver sniffing, me noticing everything. This week we were able to sneak away for a few days to Lancaster PA and our favorite hotel The Inn at Leola Village . After a perfect nights

It’s gloomy. Winter is not my friend. I am a fair weather person. Looking out at the gardens from my frost covered windows this morning...