Waiting In between eye surgeries what I was told is true. Now, with one surgery down and one to go, I see better without my glasses; except for up close reading. And when I put on older specs, it is like putting on the former cataract. Talk about a memory lane not...
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 love Cole Porter — Well, I love his music. He had an ear for how we are, and put that into lilting and lovely music that made sense to me even in the 1960’s! (That Old Black Magic, I Get a Kick out of You, Night and Day — ) The man was as complicated as he was ...
Recently, a window washer came and removed layers of weather driven debris from our windows. The vestige of wind-driven rain on some windows clouded our view. Kind of like the cataracts on my eyes that have “ripened” to the point of removal. I wish --hope-- they will...
October has whizzed by; for once, though, I am prepared for visitors -- trick or treaters that is.. This has been one of the prettiest Octobers I can remember giving several gifts of crisp blue skies and oh so fresh air. Even the rainy days have been . . . restful. ...
A remembrance, a memoir and a collection of eulogies have kept me company on the porch while I paint, reminding me to stay teachable. A Remembrance In a remembrance, David Brooks wrote on Frederick Buechner’s life: Buechner’s books tell stories, let you experience...
The Sunflowers are BLOOMING! In the past two weeks, our sunflowers have brightened so many spots in our flower beds. Given the hard rain we are expecting, they might be past their prime sooner rather than later. Between them and the black-eyed Susans, I look a more...
One of my favorite history tutors recently went home to his reward — David McCullough. Since March of 2020, I have been a grateful participant in one-on-one tutorials by many authors through LIBBY.* (The library reading App) And David McCullough was one of my...
I put my foot down today; not smart. I put it down on the T.V.’s remote control activating a [computer] voice that commented on the volume control and every time time I tried to change anything. And then — horrors of horror — whatever I “hit” blocked me from my...
Fifty years ago, what was YOUR song? You know that little tune that just captured your romance? OK - maybe you weren't even alive 50 years ago. This time 50 years ago, a very specific melody went through my curler laden head. My bridesmaids had arrived and I was...
You’d think that after fifty years living with Doug, I would have heard about his disrupted musical stage career. But no. Watching an Antiques Roadshow Recut from the Crocker Art Museum in Sacramento CA, another person’s treasure opened the door to a funny twist of his theatrical fate. Here’s what happened. As we watched the evaluation of […]
Two editorial headlines this morning captured why I often feel so wobbly nowadays: Homeless Encampments No Longer Tolerated and A Wonder to Behold. It’s ironic, isn’t it — what we can do with such precision in space; yet what we have failed to do time and again on...
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