by Karen Creamer | Jun 1, 2022 | Clarity
I was getting ready to settle in with a book the other night and decided to light a small candle. I wasn’t thinking about the candle or the match as I did this. I was thinking about what I was going to do next after it was lit.
I picked up the box of matches without thinking much about it –after all, I’ve lit probably thousands of matches in my life. It was a task like brushing my teeth. Something I knew how to do, did all the time, that didn’t require much conscious thought. As I struck the match, the head of it ignited and then it flew off the matchstick and toward my left eye. Keep reading
by Karen Creamer | Mar 7, 2021 | #getoutside, Being BRAVE, education, local fun
Learning to fish is on my #2021bucketlist.
When my kids were little, my husband occasionally took them fishing. Fishing time for them meant reading time for me, because I stayed in the car with my book.
Win-win.
Because I never had any interest in fishing. But now, suddenly, I do.
From years of watching North Woods Law, I knew I had that I had to get my fishing license before I could catch a fish. Check! Next, I needed a fishing rod. Check! Next on the list was learning to cast.
Even though it was nineteen degrees out yesterday, my husband decided that it would a great day to teach me how to cast. Keep reading
by Karen Creamer | Jan 20, 2021 | Clarity, education, Learning to shoot
I am new to shooting and am still trying to figure things out, like where to shoot, how to budget for gear and lessons, and where to get ammo.
To be fair, I think everyone is trying to figure that last one out. Ammo is hard to find and when you do find it, it can be expensive to buy.
I think everyone who shoots knows this. But here’s something that I learned recently that maybe everyone doesn’t know:
There are sexual predators alive and well and doing business among what appear to be the mild-mannered business professionals in my area.
I found a shop nearby that sold ammunition and then just last week I found out I couldn’t get it there anymore. Oh, he still had ammo, and I could afford the (monetary) price, but I discovered that there was a new stipulation attached. Keep reading
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