We are finally home after driving 9,000 miles in two months.

A friend advised us to go to see the Redwood National Forest in northern California.

Eight years ago, my husband, Al, our little rescue dog, Jacques and I traveled for two months across the southern tier of the U.S.

The daffodils are blooming, the robins are building their nests and the peas are planted by superstitious gardeners.

Beavers are tricky creatures. I have lived near a lake for four decades and I have never seen a beaver.

World’s Fairs were first created to help understand the customs of people from around the world and give attendees a chance to see animals.

Great, here I sit with a list of scribbled notes for this column, and I can’t think of what half of them mean. One of them is undershirts.

Do you have a New Year’s resolution? It’s the third week of January and statistics show that 80 percent of all resolutions fail by February.

Two recent experiences intersected in my mind this week and wove into questions I keep mulling over.

You are all invited to the first annual, “Frost’s Winter Welcome.” The event will consist of a group recitation of Robert Frost's poem.