We are living in unprecedented times. Tough times. A virus has torn our nation apart. The murder of a man (and too many others like him) has torn our nation apart. We as a people, in some regards, have torn ourselves apart. It is beyond sad – for our country and us as individuals.
Back-to-school lists aren’t the same this year.
Wedged in my mind’s recesses are these eight simple words: “If you can make it there, go back.”
I noticed my wrists were sticking to my desk.
My life, in general, is good. I can’t complain – nor should I.
Like most people, you probably have many financial goals: a comfortable retirement, long vacations, college for your children or grandchildren, the ability to leave something behind for the next generation, and so on. To achieve these various goals, you may have to follow different investment strategies – and you might have to make some tradeoffs along the way.
They tried ever so hard to make major league baseball’s opening day seem as normal as possible, for the radio listener or TV viewer anyway.
I have been traveling across Colorado at least once a year for the last 42 years. One of the U.S. Highways I frequent is U.S. 50. It runs east west from Lamar to Grand Junction. The road follows the Arkansas River back to its source near Salida.
My husband, Peter, is fascinated by hummingbirds. This year has been a difficult year for hummingbird watching as there has been a lot of competition at the feeder. First, the ants wouldn’t leave it alone. Then a bear smashed the feeder to bits. Right after Peter replaced the feeder, wasps found it. Peter gave up for a while and took the feeder down, replacing it with a fancy wasp trap that worked surprisingly well. Wasps were lining up to commit suicide in this hive-shaped contraption that Peter filled with sweet liquid. I had to conclude that wasps are not very smart.