Summer Reading List
The dog days of summer are here. It was 104 degrees here on Monday and today, they say it will reach above 105.
In these kinds of temperatures, it’s even too hot to go out on the boat, so what is a writer and book lover to do?
Well, first thing is write. I’m under contract to write a true crime round up of some of the most shocking murders in the history of Kansas.
Strangely enough, there are a lot of them. The book is tentatively titled, “Blood on the Prairie: The Most Shocking Murders in Kansas History,” and it is due to be released winter 2013.
All work and no play is no fun though, and reading helps me keep my skills as a writer sharp.
Regretting the Day the Squirrel Came to Live in our Yard
I thought of a few different titles for this post:
Never say, “never.”
It’s Us or Them.
The One True Downside to Living in the Country.
In the end, I went with how this incident made me feel.
I did something yesterday that five years ago, I thought I would never do.
The Sights, Sounds and Smells of Summer at Our Little House
The other morning, I put on my new $2 flip-flops I bought for watering, turned on the garden hose and got more than water flowing.
When the water spurted out, that smell that accompanies hose water caused me to flashback to my childhood.
The distinct smell of that water, whether we were playing in it or I was helping my mother drench her vast flower and vegetable gardens, is one of the true signs of summer.
Yesterday was the official first day of summer, the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year. Sites on the Internet had been posing the question: What makes it summer for you?
Paying it Forward Tiny House Project
Today, we have a guest post from Mark Brumbill, a teacher in Georgia, who, as of July 3, will be officially homeless as his mortgage company forecloses on his home. Mark has a great idea, though, to not only help his own family, but to create a community of people who can help each other attain their dream of building a tiny debt-free home by paying it forward. Please consider just giving a dollar if you can.
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We’re an average middle class blended family with four kids to care for, a mortgage, and way too many bills. Like many others, we were barely making it when disaster struck.
Last year, my wife, Sheri, became ill and unable to go on any longer as a hair stylist. After that, what was left of our lives began to unravel.





