Author: Butch Lawson

There’s a black mutt rolling around on the carpet, a bone from her collection under her back to provide the scratch that springtime requires for most critters.

I suppose updates are in order. Much has happened since last month and I know the interest in my world is sky-high, so I won’t keep you wondering. How is my hand?

The television in our home (there is only one) is seldom on. Mostly I find the contraption annoying, starting with news broadcasts. We turn the TV on most evenings to hear what the weather guessers are hoping to get right.

I always thought the age of discovery to be a reference to ancient times, but for me it’s all about current events. I don’t mean public events, like what passes for news on TV broadcasts, but important discoveries right in my own home.

About every 20 minutes or so growing up, my mother would tell me, “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” It’s not likely that her mother had to tell her that, so I think she heard other moms use that old nugget on their kids and jumped on the wagon.