Fall trees, or a sign of change to come

Fall in the Ozarks is a glorious time. On a sunny, blue-skied day, even the most skeptical among us probably believe in some form of higher power, because it’s just inspiring to imagine that the fiery reds and yellows and oranges result from the sweep of a divine brush over the landscape. And then youContinue reading “Fall trees, or a sign of change to come”

Another excuse to use the word “penultimate”

Last Thursday, I used “penultimate” to describe my next-to-last interview on our local NPR affiliate, and discovered that using such a word gets attention.  So naturally, I have to use it again. I also have to write down this day, because it’s been pretty overwhelming. I’ve had a summer cold for almost a week now,Continue reading “Another excuse to use the word “penultimate””