Hitchhiker with Sticky Little Feet . . .

Stopped at a traffic light yesterday morning, and this little critter decided to take a rest stop on my windshield.  Little did he know that it would be nearly a mile before I would stop again – and at 50 mph he was hanging on for dear life.  I pulled over...

Another Person’s Treasure . . .

I have been sitting on this story for almost three months, and now it’s time to share it.  Our friend Harriet Swindell used to live near here – several years ago she and her husband Michael moved near St. Louis.  So now I see her one June weekend a year when...

The Morning After . . .

You were just certain you were through with me after a solid week of daily posts, weren’t you?  I thought so too, but when I got to the store late this morning, the difference between last week and this week was so striking that I felt the need to share it. The...

The Big Day Arrives . . .

After driving home from the Preview Party, editing and posting the pictures, doing the laundry that I forgot to do once I got back from Detroit, and oh yeah – getting a precious few hours of sleep, it was back to Cincinnati.  Stampaway USA XVIII had finally...