Already autumn, which is without question, one of the nicest and kindest times of our year. Neither too hot nor too cold, a season that comes as a gift.
It seems that in my advancing years, I’m becoming more obsessed with sunsets. . .or sunrises if I’m in a position to do so.
"Poor Lasshie’s bleedin’ and can’t find her way to her own little housh.”
When you are fortunate enough to host guests from another area of our nation, it affords you an opportunity to renew your own acquaintance with our area’s treasures.
It never ceases to surprise me what strikes someone’s attention after something has been printed in The Galena Gazette.
Today is one of those days when the old axiom “God’s in his heaven and all’s right with his world” actually applies.
Two men, each in their 60s, sat down last week to remember favorite moments of boyhood, their boyhood hero and the man who made it all possible.
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,/One clover, and a bee./And revery./The revery alone will do,/If bees are few.
If you are looking for a shining bright example of people working hard and finding success, look no further than the big building on the south side of U.S. 20 across the highway from the Galena Golf Club driving range.