Have you ever heard the little song that the children in daycare sing while picking up their toys? This little ditty gets the children going with enthusiasm, working together and doing the job in a manageable amount of time. This frame of mind can also be applied to the season end of gardening.
Aside from being a journalist, photographer and an on-the-side wedding officiant, when time permits, sometimes I like to throw my hat in the ring toward being a handyman.
Much to the likely dismay of my girlfriend, the opportunity to swing a hammer or power a drill to complete odd jobs around the house, in effort to save on the cost of hiring a professional, is something I take a little pride in.
Assuming that the Donald runs again in 2024, the nation will be treated to another Biden vs. Trump rematch — but if you don’t want to wait two years for that, pull up a chair because Michigan may play host to a battle between those two guys next year.
Given the changes everyone has faced over the past year, it is important to remember our most vulnerable population: babies.
Oct. 18-22 is the Michigan Association for Infant Mental Health’s Celebrate Babies Week. COVID-19 has had a significant impact on pregnancy, childbirth, and the postpartum period as well as parental mental health. Infants have experienced unprecedented separations from their mothers. Women have delivered their babies without support partners and have isolated from visitors. Toddlers are learning language and facial expressions behind a mask.
The Tri-River Historical Museum Network was recently awarded the Historical Society of Michigan’s State History Award in the category of Special Programs/Events for its annual “Spring Into the Past” tour of small museums.
I was working in the kitchen, making lunch when I realized our supply of home-canned chicken was almost all gone.
On homeschooling days I always go for simple menus for lunch. Canned pinto or black beans with onions and chicken have been a hit at our house ever since a friend shared some of hers with us several years ago. Thinking how I’ll miss not having chicken and beans to serve alongside butternut squash or a tossed salad I told God how much I’d enjoy having chicken to can with beans. Since we hadn’t raised our own broilers this year and I didn’t care for the thought of buying hormone injected meat, I wasn’t sure where to find some. Time and again when I thought about it, I just told God that in His time we’d like to have some chicken for the family.