It's my favorite

By Lorna

Mr. Lorna doesn't understand how I can have a favorite part of almost every song I hear.  Ohh!  Did you notice that nifty chord progression?  How about that interesting bit of percussion? 

He thinks I'm a nut.

Therefore, he doesn't understand how I can have a favorite fork, either.

My family has had a cottage on Sodus Bay for over thirty years.  Like a lot of summer cottages, it has a lot of odds and ends.  Mismatched dishes, sheets that don't match the pillowcases, etc.  And lots of in...