My sunrise exercise, I fill two water jugs in the basement washtub, pull on my red chicken boots, and open the sliding door-wall. The hens will be good and thirsty. Stepping into a sunny, newborn day robust with birdsong, the first white dwarf iris to bloom nestled...

Editor’s note: This is the first in a two-part series about one of Almont’s early residents, Hiram Hoyt. Hiram Hoyt purchased property in section 32 of Bristol Township, Lapeer County on September 21, 1835. Section 32 is bounded by Bordman Road on the south, Sandhill...

Erna parked in my driveway at 5:45 p.m., fifteen minutes earlier than our take-off time. A good friend who resides in Romeo with her husband, I appreciate Erna’s punctuality. She wore a pink jacket and black pants, a floral scarf swathed gracefully around her neck. I...

Before me there is a blank page. The blank page represents the start of a new day. Each of us is issued one page at a time. Many are the pages of my previous days, most are filled with little that is remarkable or noteworthy to anyone else, but hopefully, few are...