How in the heck do we stay on track in 2012 America? We have access to pretty much anything we want to know via the internet, and I want to know everything. Sometimes I think I need blinders, especially when I sign on to Facebook. Otherwise, that wondrous time-suck evaporates a quarter of my day … More Random cyber observations: Corporal Punishment and Sea Swallows
I came home to Pennsylvania yesterday for my gram’s memorial service. Elizabeth Mae (Murphy) Sink was my last living ancestor, preceded by my other three grandparents and my parents. She hated that I referred to her as my ancestor, an anecdote I related in my own shared time about her at the service. Our family … More My American Family: A Tribute to my Grandparents
Dear Reader, This blog is a thank you to a friend, for giving me a kick in the pants and a lesson in what matters—to you, and to me. This is for you, “M,” for your kind words and your constant belief that I bring something more than just meaningless babble.
I know – you’re just here for the bird, but before you get the dessert, you’re stuck with the vegetables. In this case, another of my “issues.” Enjoy (or, skip – that works too). Most people who travel with me will tell you that I can get pretty annoying when it comes to photography.
Ashes of my late mother and father rest in a sealed locket around my neck. Each of their children and grandchildren has a locket. Some don’t wear it. Others, like me, wear it only when traveling to places my mom or dad never went. Mine is a butterfly, now a little worn and scuffed. It … More Traveling with Mom and Dad in Viet Nam
Surrounded by flowers exotic and expensive to maintain in the chilly northeastern United States (orchids, bougainvillea and the sacred lotus to name a few) I was surprised that it took me several days to be present, to stay focused on the beauty around me. I kept wondering about what was blooming back home. The ferns … More Floral Notes on Viet Nam and Pennsylvania
I got back from doing some laundry to find that the freshly warm seat left by my generous derriere is now occupied by two of the 99% non-human inhabitants of the Druzgal Chalet: Baxter the black lab and Shaggy, the hirsute, perpetual kitten. (The remaining occupants are stink-bugs, wasps, mice and squirrels.) I’m not setting … More Occupy Couch