Have you viewed pictures from the Hubble Telescope, like the Tapestry of Blazing Starbirth or the Ring Nebula, that light up the darkness with bursts of magnificent color? Have you pondered the quantity of stars—too numerous to count? Have you paused to wonder what it’s all for? What are we to learn or understand from it? Is there purpose in it all? Is there something, or someone, out there?
In spite of April showers, spring, and the promise of warmer months ahead, fuels this edition of My Style. After a long Michigan winter, the urge to break hibernation and head outdoors is real. Whether you gravitate toward a well-manicured formal garden or the overflowing bounty of edible and cutting beds, your garden, like your home, should bring you joy. Choosing what you love makes it a place you want to linger, whether that means puttering with pruners, reconnecting with nature, or gathering with family and friends.
Let’s face it… nobody is getting out alive. We’re all going to die — we just don’t know when.
The federal government partially shut down on Monday, Feb. 15. Congress could not come to an agreement on a funding bill for the Department of Homeland Security due to disagreements over Immigration and Customs Enforcement, which is housed within the department.
Who? Me? Die? Nope, that kind of stuff doesn’t happen to me. These bad habits of mine might be harmful for you, but I’ve got this. At least, that’s what I thought and how I lived for the first four decades of my life.
