Beth Howard

About:

First: Beth
Last: Howard

Beth's Blogs

Inheritance
My father loved a good roaring fire and attended the ones he built with great reverence, as if viewing a cremation. But, after all, he knew his wood. In his 70s, dad bought a gas-powered log splitter and would perch on a stump for hours, loading one log after another, pulling the lever to engage the iron wedge, which descended with a crushing force to split the logs.
Read More
« Back to Authors

Newsletter Sign Up

shadow shadow