Directly after putting down the kidlets that weren’t in school for their daily nap, I read in the local newspaper that there would be a free airshow extravaganza this afternoon at 5:30 right over the edge of Lake Superior. It was to serve as a preview for some kind of…

I know some people consider them weeds, but I’ve always liked a good old dandelion. I appreciate how they usher in spring, welcoming those first sunny warm days with their glowing little yellow heads, bright polka dots in a sea of ever brightening green grass. I mean, really, who can…