Stories enrich our lives. We tell them, listen to them, read them, repeat them, write them, watch them on TV, enjoy them in theaters. Stories teach us, entertain us, make us laugh, ease our social situations, and cement our friendships.
Spring has arrived at last, and the legislative session has come to an end, not without a huge sigh of relief from many who work at the Capitol.
After a winter that I can best describe as “strange,” suddenly it is May. Well, actually it is the middle of May.
I’m so busy that I enjoy making dishes that have it all—meat, a “carb,” and veggies, all in one. The dishes are quick to make, are tasty, and since there are veggies in the dishes, my family members are more apt to eat them.
It’s been awhile since I have reviewed a novel intended for young adults, but then I found “Max Einstein: The Genius Experiment,” by James Patterson and Chris Grabenstein. The illustrations were done by Beverly Johnson.
Well, one of the most contentious sessions in the history of the Colorado Legislature has come to a close, not with a bang but almost a whimper and we were all headed home before midnight on the last day. I’m not sure whether to report on the bad, the good or the just plain ugly moments.
One of my students' favorite Friday Stories is about a young man who lost both legs when he was run over by a tractor-trailer at the tender age of 6 years old. His story progresses through his 11th year when he was the subject of a former teacher’s Friday Story about how, “I once complained about sore feet, until I met a man with no legs.”
After a winter of bountiful snowfall, the annual spring run-off is quickly turning the Yampa River into a muddy torrent. As reservoirs fill, relief from the drought looks promising, and the anticipation of a glorious summer of rafting, fishing, and tubing is on the horizon.
When it comes to pies it’s hard to beat rhubarb and strawberry. Rhubarb should be coming on in gardens soon. This week’s column features two recipes for using rhubarb, one of which is Rhubarb and Strawberry Pie.
This spring a robin has decided to nest in one of the tall poplar trees that grow in front of our house. The nest is hidden about halfway up in the tree where a big branch forks off from the trunk, leaving a little crook in between. The nest is so well-hidden that I would not have known it was there at all if I hadn’t caught sight of the mother robin one morning as she was busy doing something with the nest.
It can’t be easy to author a book without words. The reader has to rely on visual clues—for example, the characters’ expressions and other forms of body language. “Found,” this week’s picture book, for ages 4 to 8, is a book without words.
Joe Ward first appeared in today’s Moffat County in 1884. In a region known for tough men, Joe Ward was instantly considered a tough man. He filed for a homestead about 20 miles southwest of Craig next to the newly constructed Government Bridge which is still located on Moffat County Road 17.
Not since the local water controversy has an issue stirred up as much discussion and debate. Seems as though anytime local leaders make a decision involving local public services; opinions start flowing as fast as the Yampa during spring runoff.
It is unfortunate that the Moffat County Commissioners have taken a position suggesting that International Dark Sky Association Dark Sky Park designation of Dinosaur National Monument poses a threat to energy development. It simply does not.
As I write this column, it’s snowing and the ground is white, so it doesn’t look much like the season for cookouts and campfires. However, the weather will warm up again in a day or two. This week’s column features two recipes for cooking outdoors, either in campfire coals or on the grill.
Now that I’m grown up, I wish that, when I was in the seventh or eighth grade, I had kept a diary of my days spent as a pupil at the Morapos School. I have forgotten so much! There would have been so many more memories to share.
Joel tells me I piddle around. He’s right. However, I prefer to think of myself as a dilly-dallier because it sounds more ladylike. Just yesterday, my plan to start a slow-cooker dinner, wash the windows, and write a poem faded like my youth — with haste and without heed.
The setting for this week’s novel is the state of Idaho, a state that author Robin Lee Hatcher knows well. She lives there. “Who I Am with You,” a novel for adults, is the first in the Legacy of Faith series. Hatcher is the author of more than seventy-five books.
Born in Scotland in 1844, John Jarvie somehow made his way to Rock Springs, Wyoming, where he owned a saloon for several years. John married in 1880 and moved his new bride to the Utah side of Browns Park on the north bank of the Green River. Spotting opportunity, he opened a general store/trading post and provided a ferry crossing.
This week’s column features three potato dishes that might be served at branding lunch or anytime — perhaps with leftover ham from Easter dinner.