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...
Looking back to this time last year, in my journal, I have some impressions, given the times that are today. This time last year I was way more productive; listening to several books, and completing several paintings — I rarely left the sunporch. Productive as I was,...
An acquaintance died unexpectedly — stunning her family and friends. Their grief over her passing was palpable. As some have recounted her cheeriness, her wry humor, compassion and understanding, their sorrow saddened me because I had not known her better. We both...
Can you imagine visiting with friends and all the conversations began with, Here: Read this? I am guilty of this sometimes on social media. When someone expresses so perfectly what I think, if I had even thought about a subject, I want you to know: this is...
Sometimes a girl just needs a haircut, and I can understand why Ms Pelosi may have bent the rules to have her hair done! Enough already with the tut-tutting! Speaker Pelosi and I may not have much in common, but I can sure sympathize with her wanting a haircut! It's...
Douglas faithfully dyed Easter eggs when the kids were little; he carefully hid them, too. So carefully, sometimes I found a couple when later in the spring as I weeded. This year, of course, dying Easter eggs was not on my agenda of must-dos; nor on Doug’s either. ...
A stranger took a risk and helped me today. Today as I left a store, I felt a wee bit off balance; ( the joy of maturity!) Approaching the curb, I stretched out my hand -- and a younger woman – a stranger -- reached out her hand to steady me. It was risk, because in...
From another late-blooming painter and former President, comes an argument that supports my reasons to keep painting: I wanted to make sure the last chapters of my life were full, and painting, it turns out, has helped occupy not only space but opened my mind....
Worry Beads and How to Lose Them Reading the Scripture is a good way to pry my fingers off my worry beads. Face it: These are worrying days! Of course I know better than to say I worry – but I sure have concerns! No, I don’t have real beads; I can have emotional ones...
This isn’t working I muttered to myself; this painting is getting worse. Face it: I can’t make the colors or brush work together. So, acknowledging it just was not working, I am giving up, for the second time, on this canvas. Why This Isn’t Working #1 I...
Whether it has been a combination of May weather or more protein and lower white carbs, I moved today. Gardening and painting, I also got moving! The past few days have been open window days; not just early, cool morning glory. No, the windows stayed a good while....
Given the wonderful dinner our son-in -law and grandkids threw for the moms in the family, don’t ask how my new food plan is working. But, I might as well tell you: I was not as abstemious as I was at the banquet. Let’s just say I sampled almost everything . . ....
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