Dear Santa: Well, it's that time again and I thought I would write you. Postage has gone up and I just thought I'd save a little bit by publishing it in the paper.
I remember as a child going with my father to cut a Christmas tree on our family farm.
The official start of winter is Dec. 21, and the recent temperatures only remind us of the cold days ahead.
There is nothing pretty about the little bird in our Christmas tree. It is made of that shiny metallic stuff that most Christmas ornaments are made of. It has a tail that looks more like a brush. Instead of feet, it has a spring-loaded clip to attach it to the tree.
Perhaps we all are guilty of overeating at Thanksgiving, but that's usually only a one-day binge, plus good leftovers. Now the round of Christmas luncheons, dinners and parties have begun and there is not much recuperating time between the food binges. Also, exercise time may get overlooked.
I wish I had a dime for every time someone asked me what type of grass will grow best in full shade.
It was 40 years ago, about this time of year that I repented of my sins and was baptized. At 9, my list of sins paled in comparison to some of the whoppers I committed over the ensuing years.
Composting is a practical and convenient way of recycling leaves, lawn clippings and trimmings from the landscape.
There's been a lot written about blessing counting.
In the early days of television there was a game show called "Who do you trust?"
As you know, Dawson County has had its first visit by frost. Frost is something we see, talk about and even predict, but do we really understand it?
Dawson is the 4-year-old daughter of a co-worker.
One thing Dawson County is blessed with is rocks.
In a few retail stores, the Christmas decorations are already going up. The holiday season, like it or not, is upon us.
Quick - get that Jack O' Lantern out of the way, put the turkey and Pilgrim decorations out and back quickly, line store shelves with gifts and Christmas decor, and tune up the carols and Santa music.
In college statistics, I realized the Evan Esar's quote that "statistics is the science of producing unreliable facts from reliable figures" was true. They taught my class how to go to extremes with the science of figures. The point was to understand that everything has a counter point.
When you live in a small town, people know you. When you have the privilege of living in a small town in the mountains, people know your dogs, too.