Mrs. Grizzly and I talk about the simple pleasures in life a lot: a walk to the park, a good...
What's the point of all this? Why should someone scrimp and save? Drive old cars? Cook dinners at home? Not...
Time slips away. And it slips away faster every day that passes, every hour. I was reminded of just how...
We take so many things for granted as we spin through this world, oblivious to the soft music all around...
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and...