Are you a romantic at heart? I have been told that I gaze through the eyes of a somewhat starry-eyed dreamer concerning the matter of love. 


This past week on the way home I stopped by the Mulberry Forks in Sipsey. Normally, there are several people sitting in folding chairs, shooting the bull and watching time pass at the speed of the slow-moving river. But on this day, I had the place to myself.

What is not to like?

Many times I have tried not to let certain things bother me but the older I get, well, they tend to bother me more.  It may just be my problem and I probably just need to get over them, but you know, they still bother me.  The list of things that bother me may be totally diff