Kindness is what the rector who married us modeled. Staying married is harder work than our one-hour premarital counseling session outlined. But, the rector demonstrated an integral part of what has helped us stay together for forty-five years: kindness. He offered...
First: I am glad I have updates from the porch! I am grateful for so much — even change -- which is as disconcerting as ever. Second, I [still] have NO idea where time is going. (Time Flies) I bet you don’t either if you are a seasoned citizen! (LOL) The clock...
Ever since his painting popped up as a screensaver, I have tried imitating some of Wassily Kandinsky's canvasses. I have never succeeded. Today was another strike out as I gessoed out another canvas. For designs that seem so . . . elementary . . . his are quite...
A friend asked why I copy paintings. Well, happy as I am in our house, I am a wee bit tired of its vistas. I feel like I'm 16 again — gas is cheap and I'm grounded. ~Internet meme, April 2020 Also, if I set myself up outside, I might start to weed and dirty fingers...
The holidays are running together as time flies. St. Patrick’s Day is coming; so, it’s a perfect time to listen to a new holiday guitar collection – one that recalls Christmas, winter, snow. Music, especially Christmas tunes, helps me keep a celebratory heart. So, in...
Our taste buds are recalibrating as we are both continuing on an eating plan that eliminates empty carbs, fat, and white stuff whilst adding more lean protein. No, we are still not exercising as much as we might. I know this because of a travelogue, "Footloose in . ....
Four days into August, and I am not sure what happened to July. Days are moving fast, even if I'm not. Time flies so quickly, I can't remember if I have anything to complain about. Which I guess is good, right? Oh Hello August! August descendeth like a sigh, to keep...
Every time I begin a thought with “What if” I risk getting myself locked up in emotions and memories that feel like a hamster’s wheel. As our anniversary rolls around, I could wonder: What if I hadn’t gone to Ecuador in the fall of 1968? (For that matter, what if I...
I can see her face, and still hear her voice, spilling out words of anger and anguish. I want someone to care about me – to take an interest in me. She went on: “No one’s got time for me. Everybody is so wrapped up in their own stuff, I feel like I am invisible!” How...
I Feel the Feeling! Every Thursday afternoon, late, I feel that feeling coming. Now, just what it might be I didn’t know – but the feeling that still swirls was captured well in The Music Man, when the crowds anticipated the coming of the Wells Fargo Wagon. T.G.I.F.!...
Age and stage often smacks me upside the head, figuratively speaking, that is. (How did TIME fly so fast?) For example, the precious little grandchild who made Doug and me grandparents confided in me – as we enjoyed a Starbucks -- that in four years she would be...
This year’s sunflowers lasted until the last day of summer; autumn arrived with a sunny chilly fresh burst. This time last year, we were coming through a hot dry patch. In fact, in September of 2019 we were in what I learned was a flash drought. It’s one reason last...
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