Jan Burgess

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Saying Thank You

Subscriber onlyAs the holiday season approaches, it is a time when we think of gifts -- gifts we give and those we receive. Not all gifts are exchanged at Christmas or for special events such as birthdays or weddings. How many times have we exchanged a hug, a smile or a "thinking of you" during the year just because it was needed at the time? And, hopefully, the days of saying "thank you" are not gone and lost forever. Continue reading...

Let's pretend ... welcome to my house

Subscriber onlyMany years ago on Saturday morning, there was a radio program called "Let's Pretend." While it ran from 1891 to 1953 and was sponsored by Cream of Wheat, I listened during the 1940s. I don't remember much about the actual programs, but the idea was to listen and use your imagination. I can still hear the theme music in my head and appreciate even more the importance of an imagination. Continue reading...

Play a game just for fun and be a friend

Subscriber onlyFor those of us who live in Bella Vista, table games are a huge part of our daily life. Continue reading...

Food for thought: God is the nourishment for the soul

Subscriber onlyFood is familiar to all of us. We eat it on a regular basis. We feed our families, our friends and for many of us, members of a group we belong to at a pot luck event. Not only do we provide food for ourselves and each other but many of us take great pleasure in feeding birds and the wildlife around us. I have sunflower seeds, peanut butter nuggets and hummingbird nectar available for my birds and cracked corn for the squirrels. It is with great joy that I observe the natural creatures enjoying the food I provide. At my office we have a "critter' dish and much of what would otherwise go into the garbage goes to work for the critters that come to eat their tasty treats. Continue reading...

When the grass grows

Subscriber onlyThere are some things summer brings to mind and I think of them every time it rolls around. When I lived in Wisconsin just about every house had a grass lawn which required mowing. Until my son was old enough to be assigned this chore, it was mine. This was a once a week task but fortunately my husband provided me with a power mower so it was actually kind of a fun job. It had a key start and was easy to use. I remember certain instances over the years that only someone who did the mowing would experience. Because we had a large dog, there were always patches of taller grass that had been individually fertilized. Because we had large trees in our front yard, it didn't take me long to discover that a large circle of mulch around the base of these trees made my job lots easier. I also remember running over a nest of baby bunnies that fortunately were so tiny they stayed in their nest until after the mower had passed over and survived. Continue reading...

The Celebration of Life gone by

Subscriber onlyIt is interesting to drive past the cemetery on Walnut Street in Rogers. Since I bowl on a regular basis at the Rogers Bowling Center, I make multiple trips past it every year. Continue reading...

Did you get your mail today?

Subscriber onlyToday, mailboxes are everywhere. However, that was not always the case. Mailboxes were not used until around the 1850's when postage stamps were introduced. Up until that time, folks went to the Post Office to pay for sending items via the mail. Once stamps became available, mail could be sent by individuals from home and did not require a trip to the post office to make the required payment. It was also around this time that collection boxes were created where people could drop off their outgoing mail. These boxes were usually mounted on lamp posts. It took another 50 years before these were replaced with free standing ones. Continue reading...

The glory of God's world from my back porch

Subscriber onlyIt's the beginning of another week, and I am sitting on my porch enjoying the peace and quiet of an early spring morning. The windows are wide open for the first time since we began closing out the cold winds of winter. The sounds that touch my ear are those I recognize from springs gone by, just as familiar and just as welcome. Continue reading...

The sound of sirens

Subscriber onlyBecause the office where I worked was located directly across the street from the Bella Vista Police and Fire departments, the sound of sirens was not uncommon. Continue reading...

The Celebration of Life gone by

Subscriber onlyIt is interesting to drive past the cemetery on Walnut Boulevard in Rogers. Since I bowl on a regular basis at the Rogers Bowling Center, I make multiple trips past it every year. Continue reading...

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