This Means War by Valerie Nusbaum I heard a shriek followed by maniacal laughter, and I knew what it meant. The squirrel was back. Poor Randy has been fighting a losing battle with a very clever squirrel over a bird feeder filled with seed. The bird feeder was a birthday gift from my brother, and…

by Christine Maccabee Springtime! To say that spring is my favorite time of year is putting it mildly. I love spring and can barely keep myself indoors on a beautiful day like today. Every morning, the birds create a symphony of music, too incredible for words. Then, as early evening approaches, the frogs and toads…