Author: Diana J. Ingram

Perhaps you remember the old saying about March, “In like a lion, out like a lamb.” There is much more to say about this third month of ours, more than the reactions “Third month already?” and “Wasn’t just yesterday New Year’s?”...

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...