Still sitting here waiting for the departure of this cold.  It is a moving target.  Fever and scratchy throat and malaise have given way to ...

The smooth face of a butter-cream surf-sanded shell The marvelous smooth pre-kissed cheek of a grandchild The starfish shaped prints in ...

Here is another sculpture from that sculpture garden that I visited with my grandson earlier in the month.  This garden was created as a l...

My 7-year-old grandson is visiting us this week. He had a free week from his summer schedule and we are thrilled to be able to share this t...

Two days of intense and painful swollen neck glands and a knife sharp pain on one side of my throat when I swallow has been the way Thursday...

I just noticed that my last post on this blog was the 1,000th.  Quite the journalistic diarrhea I have going on here.  I didn't notice o...

The morning has been washed with last night's rain and the air is cooler than it has been in almost a month.  One might actually think t...

It amuses and amazes me everyday how I have become that old person who looks back on life and wondered how I ever got through it without all...

I am certainly blessed with the presence of my daughter in my life.  We live an hour and a half away, but do manage to see each other as o...

Discovery and serendipitous cleaning are some of the hallmarks of the time spent in wandering one's house post-visit of toddlers.  On...

Since we got this bird theme going I will continue in that vein.  This is where I am on certain days, the catbird seat.  Days that I visi...

Grandchildren are loaned to us so that we can pass on our well-earned wisdom to their generation and make the world a better, more evolved p...

Remember that look that your mother gave you when you had stepped out of line? Remember that look that said 'I am NOT going to wait unti...