Seashells at The Keep

Seashells at The Keep

A friend says it’s pack rats. A cousin claims it’s Big Foot. Whatever or whoever the cause, we find perfect seashells in places where a seashell should not be. In the alpaca midden (a polite word for you-know-what). In the rabbitry. On the orchard path....
Group Texts? I Love ‘Em!

Group Texts? I Love ‘Em!

For about half an hour, as I was on a day-long drive, my phone signaled incoming texts. I smiled as I drove–and refrained from grabbing my phone–because I knew what was happening. My three kids, one in Ohio and two in Florida, were “talking” to...