“Fill ‘er up, please.”

“Fill ‘er up, please.”

a throwback to a bygone era*, when at the full-service gas pumps It could be that I’m the only strange one who has joy-filled recall that is, paradoxically, closely attached to unpleasant odors.  If you say the word, ‘lavender,’ my brain instantaneously forages...
Spread Those Wings!

Spread Those Wings!

It’s summer, and that means butterflies, those amazingly beautiful insects flitting around gardens and flowers and plants everywhere. I’ve read that there are 20,000 species of them. The famous Monarch makes an annual 4,000-mile migration (round trip) to avoid the...
The Hymns in Us

The Hymns in Us

They come in many forms. A poet pens one and calls it an ode. A family composes one following a death and it’s called a eulogy. Friends sometimes lampoon a favorite buddy at a ceremony called a roast. The film industry compiles one as an homage. A nation, on its...
What a Life!

What a Life!

On any given street in any given neighborhood anywhere in the world, life’s parade is on the march. At one house, a new baby has just come home from the hospital. At the next, a couple is dividing up a household as the divorce becomes final. At the third, frenetic...
Happy trails, y’all!

Happy trails, y’all!

Here, in coastal southeastern Virginia, we have an unusual situation with our one main highway, Interstate 64 (affectionately, or otherwise, known simply as ’64’). Its even number indicates an East-West roadway. But for ‘Southside’ locals (those living in Norfolk,...