Melon madness

On his way out the door to the grocery store, I asked my husband to pick up a watermelon. “Bring home a good one,” I said. A “good” watermelon is sweet and red. Gary knows how to find one. I taught him what my brother Gerald taught me. Look for battle scars on its rind…

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Wild about flowers

If I could be a flower, what blossom would I choose to be? Go ahead, laugh. But I’ve considered this question ever since wildflowers greeted me at my West Virginia castle a few weeks ago. The deep purples and bright yellows winked at me from between thin blades of grass at the border of the…

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