On Writing
Joy really loves this cow. When I was younger, I really wanted to be a writer. During my working years, I wrote government documents explaining complicated economic and/or statistical issues to other...
View ArticleThe Golden Mean
For a while this morning, I thought about NOT writing a post. However, a couple of things encourage me to write. 1/ my granddaughters read my blog, 2/ I need to write a bit each day, a requirement...
View ArticleThe good news and the (perhaps) the not so good news
First the not so good news….beginning Monday, I may post less frequently. Well, it’s not so good news for me, because I like writing posts early in the AM. I am usually up at 5 AM a life-time habit,...
View ArticleChallenge
This baffle didn’t fool the squirrel. She was so busy eating she didn’t notice me creeping up for a photo. She was doing stomach crunches to get the suet with her paws. David and I have grown weary of...
View ArticleReading, Writing and Gold Stars
Another rose at Bluemont Park, May 2013 I finally made it to the gym yesterday, and promptly overdid it. No you can’t make up a week’s exercise in a day. I figure it was the effort to walk as fast as...
View ArticleDashed dreams
I envy artists I know, they always seem to have something up their sleeve. Call it creative genius if you like. Mostly it befuddles me, although I’ve grown to appreciate art more as I grow older....
View ArticleBits and Bobs Wednesday
Above: The Seine near Notre Dame Cathedral (Schmidley, 1999). A month ago, I set myself the task of reading a half dozen books on WWI before July 2014 which will mark the 100th anniversary of the...
View ArticlePuzzles
Recent photo of Dianne, 30 pounds lighter. Note double chin has melted a bit. So I’m watching The Bletchley Circle on PBS last night and Susan, the lead character says, when you are stymied by the...
View ArticleScandalous records
Fredericksburg VA during the Civil War I think of my blog as a journal of sorts as well as letters to offspring and friends. Thus I try to write something every day, i.e. “to stay in touch.” I don’t...
View ArticleThe stories that get away
Cornus Florida – Photo from N.C. State Cornus florida (flowering dogwood) is a species of flowering plant in the family Cornaceae native to eastern North America, from southern Maine west to southern...
View ArticleMonday Meandering
Lately, WordPress has been linking each current post I write to three posts I wrote in the past. I looked at a few of the older posts and then offered a prayer that my writing had improved. Blog...
View ArticleFrom Dreams to Fantasy
Then higher on the glistering Sun I gaz’d Whose beams was shaded by the leavie Tree, The more I look’d, the more I grew amaz’d And softly said, what glory’s like to thee? Soul of this world, this...
View ArticleOut and About
Or “Oot and aboot” as the natives once said in the Tidewater area of Virginia. Almost 55 years ago when I moved to VA, I read about a professor of linguistics who had written a book about dialects in...
View ArticleCorrections
My brother Mike and me about 1957 I want to say not having a bucket list does not mean I will never travel again, or have given up on life. I haven’t. For one thing I will take trips near and far....
View ArticleHow Ouisconsin Became Wisconsin
Because my parent’s parents migrated to Wisconsin during the nineteenth century, I’ve wondered for a very long time why did they migrate from New Hampshire and other places to the Midwest, and what...
View ArticleMitvolk
Wow, the middle of the week or “mitvolk” as David calls it, is here. We’ve been meeting ourselves coming and going preparing for his joint replacement surgery next week. This will be joint replacement...
View ArticleColder days and nights
Granddaughter Joy in a dress, what a shock. I didn’t know she owned one. At a wedding in New York, 2015 Finally the weather has changed. Sadly plants that thought spring had arrived are now dropping...
View ArticleSaturday bobs
As usual, I had fifteen things I wanted to write and they all flew away as soon as I sat down. I’m starting this post about an hour before I take Arabella, my macaw, for her ‘every five weeks’ beak...
View ArticleWasted Lives
The enduring symbol of the ‘Rich man’s war and the poor man’s fight.’ Lately, I’ve been reading White Trash: The 400-Year Untold History of Class in America, by Nancy Isenberg, professor of American...
View ArticleScars Don’t Tan
Whacking Pokeweed and Virginia Spiderwort in the raised bed this morning, I cut my thumb on the sharp blade of the machete. Because I am taking a blood thinner, a copious amount of the stuff was...
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