We joined the flood club this weekend. I've heard rumors about this group of people before.
Conservationist John L. Wathen a.k.a.
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A few summers ago, my son brought a little white plastic birdbath to my dad's house and set it up in the back yard. Dad kept the birdbath clean and filled with water.
The captain was the first to smell it. He told us that the ocean didn't used to smell this way. Then, we all smelled it.
I love the clerks in my local grocery store. The same women scan and weigh and slide my yogurt and tortilla chips every week.
I'd say Barack Obama's long and often tenuous honeymoon with progressive Americans took what looks like a lethal blow in spring 2010.
In early June, a week-long gathering at the Center for Reconciliation at Duke Divinity School brought together a diverse group of Ch