Sorting through old photos and memorabilia – organizing my junque so the movers don’t think I’m disorganized or a hoarder, I see many changes documented with my humble cameras. Even more can change in just a year. This time last year on the cover of Vanity Fair –...
Saying what I mean is harder when I can’t find the words to use. So, I remember what our kids told their kids. Use your words, was what my kids often said to their little ones who were struggling with their skinned knees or other frustrations. Good advice for this...
Thirteen years ago we fixed up a cute little cottage in Dallas, some thought would be a tear down. (Hey, Hon! We live in a Tear Down! ) Now, it seems like we lived in a tear-down. Seems like we did! Our perfect little empty nest changed hands again and was...
I Have that degree Somewhere For somebody with a college degree, I am one who understands very few of any of the devices upon which I rely.* That’s why The Way Things Work by David Macaulay — among many of his illustrated books —was such a practical tutorial for...
Appliances are a mixed blessing; they teach me over and over the limitations of my knowledge. But where would I be without them?(!) Whether it is the TV, my phone, or, this time, a refrigerator, I do not understand what makes them work, no matter how detailed or...
The serendipitous course of our small Bible study delights and disturbs me. The readings have been surprisingly pertinent in what feels like a new watershed moment. First, we studied the book of Hebrews; its message was timely: don’t let increasing troubles shake your...
Blame it on the sunshine — or the coffee — or the rumor in our area that the Omicron Virus may be peaking. I feel Hopeful. Sort of. That hope feels like a shaft of sunshine, after weeks of gray— as friends and family endured bouts of illness over Christmas. The...
When Netflix and Prime on our TV went kaput, we felt as if bereft of good friends who helped us cope when the news got weird. Netflix and Prime have been good friends these past twenty-one months; they have distracted and calmed us, often providing ample walks down...
Watching the credits of recently discovered mystery series, Bergerac, I saw it was broadcast first in 1981. That was a very fine year, 1981. We lived in downtown Annapolis; I got sober, and we became parents for the second time. I was also a brand new Christian —...
This is a big year for Boomers: if we made it this far, we are celebrating a birthday we thought only grandparents had celebrated. Yet, here we are — adapting the words of Anne Sexton, In a dream you are never [seventy-five]. ~ "Old," 1962 Throughout much of the...
In the past fifteen months, what’s changed? The pandemic and 2020’s fallout have been changing me, just when I thought I was too old to change. Nobody’s ever that old, right?* I can’t predict for how long these changes will last; but here’s how I am changing for...
Let me honest . . . Sometimes the paint just won’t go where I want it to go; I have had a couple disasters, recently. This is where using smaller canvases can moderate disappointment of seeing an inspiration go kaput. Plus, on a smaller canvas, the Gesso is easier...
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