Author: Diana J. Ingram

Through the densely falling rain I can see clearly. Just hours earlier I had walked with my dog Yogi under a painting that was hung in the sky, almost Monet-ish. Shades of blue that would make the greatest artist swoon, drops of...

Hello, I am Jocie, and I am little. You know someone much older, Diana. She let me talk to you for a minute about George Washington. I do not like him one bit—okay, maybe I resent him. You see, Washington’s birthday was such a...

I was almost eight when my family went on a road trip that took us from Kentucky to Washington DC. It was a memorable vacation for me in many ways, but the most lasting result was the beginning of my love for Abie, or so I then...

This week, we look at the coming prediction of spring or prolonged winter, compared and contrasted with the unique phenomenon of a mass of folks staring at a screen as they hunker down on their sofas and recliners to consume...

Birds and butterflies may migrate along the path of the sun, but we remain to greet autumn in all its glory. Leaves may change their colors due to the shortening days and photosynthesis, but we stay to feel the cool...