This past weekend, a very sad thing occurred. My husband’s grandmother died. Now, she’d had a great life and certainly great family. She was not young, although no one really knew her exact age, so it wasn’t a surprise. But, what was surprising and also sad was the things that happened that day on the way from the funeral home to the church. My husband and I got in our car with our 2 daughters. We were told to keep our headlights on, run our emergency lights and proceed through…
My daughters and I signed up for a birdwatching expedition with some avid birders from our church. A birder is anyone who loves watching birds, whether searching the world for one more sighting to add to their collection, or from feeders in their own back yard. We aren’t actually what a person might think of as birders. Sure, we like birds. We watch some locals hawks. Yeah, mostly because we fear they’ll swoop down and snatch up our little dog. But, we do like birds as much as the next…
