Sitting alone. In my mind I am in a garden in Massachusetts, several years ago. The sun is warm, the air is heavy, and the birds pierce the quiet. I have seen the writing on the wall from the beginning. He showed us who he is, like a blinking sign in the night. I could … More When you have nothing to say…
Rage does not look good on anyone. If we succumb to our rage, we become helpless and spineless. I live in California, a state that irritates the skin of our “man” in Washington–so much so that he seeks to destroy what we create with a targeted vengeance. One sometimes wonders if he is oblivious to … More Rage? Apathy? Action!
September 11 will always be a trigger that launches a million memories. When my mother-in-law called to tell me she was going to the hospital, I realized I was ready for bad news. I remember the day clearly as we, so many, do– as I remember the day Kennedy was shot, and the Reverend Dr. … More It’s September. Need some hope?
“When we decided to go to the moon, we solved innumerable technical challenges and we were proud of doing it. We did that together and we need to do it again.”–Dr. Lucy Jones Lucy Jones was a curious kid, growing up in a family that respected knowledge and loved music. She was my friend’s kid … More Climate Change: Beyond the moon…
Today’s blog is a bit of a downer. While at lunch with my dear friend, Lynne, she shared her daughter’s fear of the world actually ending in our lifetime. Now there is a topic of conversation over a panini! I’m in awe of my friend. She discusses death and apocalypse with ease, despite a huge … More Are we close to the end?
” I think the world is going to be saved by millions of small things.” –Pete Seeger Pete Seeger. A name from the distant past, still as relevant today as he was protesting in the 1950’s. As I pull today’s t-shirt out of the drawer, I am comforted by his words. I see Pete Seeger … More Today’s T-shirt Inspiration
My Labor Day celebration today will be to stay in my home all day. No picnics, no plans, other than digging into the pile of books and magazines that have piled up next to my bed. I am retired, and yet I work. I work for love. I watch my grandkids, and find time for … More Labor Day, 2019