You know things aren’t okay when it’s 3 am and I’m racing to get a post up. After an excruciating day of slow and crashing computers I called my host, Godaddy and apparently they are...Read More
The stone garden muse has been literally snowed under and so have I: on every level. Buried with work and piles of papers, laundry and snow growing is this winter’s metaphor. It was time to dr...Read More
Can you remember the smell of the perfume your grandmother or mother wore? How about the scent your baby’s or cat’s head? It’s all in your head. That’s how you can access you...Read More
One of my favorite “can do” quotes is by Theodore Roosevelt and his advice fits President’s Day or any other day. Life, conditions and reality is never perfect. It’s bitterly c...Read More
One of my favorite long time readers disappeared during the unfortunate blog migration and he emailed me recently to see how I was doing. I guess he missed the email about the changes. Countless other...Read More
Here we go again. Groundhog Day like most holidays has pagan roots. It the old days badgers were used as weather prognosticators while celebrating Imbolc, the pagan Celtic holiday marking the midway p...Read More
We were late putting away the lawn furniture this year. So late we figured why not leave a couple of chairs to measure snow accumulation. For fun. This was sn...Read More
In honor of Martin Luther King Day, I found a staircase image I’d taken last summer which fit a quote of his on faith to a tee. In the spirit of faith and rising to challenges, I hope it inspire...Read More
One of the reasons I love old crumbling artifacts and architecture, worn stones and yellowed pages, is they remind me that the past is never dead, as the Faulkner quote goes. Even when they’re d...Read More