May 2012 a selection from Berry Tales I walked around in the empty, timeworn but treasured Special Education Building at the “base”...

Saturday…a day to be free, a day to enjoy. For some reason, I think of my Grandmother Farris on this Saturday. I understand, from my dad...

The morning was especially cold, and the sky was the perfect gray hue to match the bare trees. I haven’t heard the owl in many days but,...