Alice Gerard

For several months, I had been hearing about a large stone that was being donated to the Grand Island Historical Society. As the recording secretary of the historical society, I dutifully added the information about the stone to the society’s minutes whenever it was mentioned. I did not think too much about the stone, however, […]

Food Monday! (huh? food is pleasurable every day of the Week!!) Today, I made an omelette. My mom calls it an omelette. I, on the other hand, am not sure that it really is an “omelette.” In fact, I would use the word “fritatta.” I checked on line and saw that there are certain differences

There’s nothing like it… posting to your blog in the middle of the night, when all of your readers are snoozing happily. But here goes… a few weekend reflections. Loads and loads and loads of tomatoes at this vegetable stand.  I’m working on entering the 21st century. I’ve been gleefully stuck in the previous century.

It’s kind of a chilly, semi-rainy autumn day. The apples are in the process of falling off the tree. We’ve been having a lot of wind, which has helped to dislodge the apples from the tree. It seemed just the sort of day to write a few haikus about autumn.  I enjoy writing haikus. A

On Saturday, October 11th, I went to an event that was held at Daemen College, near Buffalo, New York, titled World on Your Plate.  Because I am both silly and literal, I can imagine a globe on my plate. OK, so maybe a big, round cake, decorated to look like a globe. Hmmm, that sounds

A Bear’s Illustrated Tale by Sweet Susie Bear (guest blogger) My name is Sweet Susie Bear. My human adopted me after the tragic loss of Ginger Bear. I’ve seen pictures of Ginger Bear,but I never met her. I had other humans but they decided that it was time for me to find a new home

Note: This is an essay about growing up with an undiagnosed learning disability that I had written for an online class. Kids who seem “different” are often the victims of bullies, and I was no exception.  The world is full of beauty, even in ugly places. Don’t let bullies separate you from the beauty of the earth. 

Before Orange is the New Black  was published, author Piper Kerman asked me if I would give her permission to use my real name in her memoir. I said yes, it was OK. She wanted to tell the story of my unfortunate experience while working as a tutor in the education program at the Federal Prison Camp

Before Orange is the New Black  was published, author Piper Kerman asked me if I would give her permission to use my real name in her memoir. I said yes, it was OK. She wanted to tell the story of my unfortunate experience while working as a tutor in the education program at the Federal Prison Camp

There are always unexpected challenges in life, like a bee’s sting or a rose’s thorns. The world, however, isn’t just about stings and thorns. Even in prison, one of the most inhospitable of settings, there are sweet things, amidst the stings and the thorns of daily life. Before Orange is the New Black  was published, author Piper