This blog is generally about those moments that change our lives in some way. They are often recognizable as one of Those Moments only with the passage of time.
Lately my life has changed considerably and it has been going on for most of the past year. That’s definitely more than a moment!
This time last year we were trying to stay warm in our 19th century Virginia farmhouse, hauling firewood in and ashes out. All of the warm ‘n cozy images of a nice wood fire had grown old and worn. We weren’t too far into spring when we decided enough was enough. We put the house on the market, it sold quickly, we cleaned and sorted and sold and gave away and put in storage lots of stuff and by the end of June handed over the keys to someone else. Continue reading
A couple of recent blogposts have tumbled together in my mind for the last few days and it is time to bring to light an extraordinary effort by a friend and fellow blogger.
On September 20 I blogged about being a volunteer and asked readers about their volunteer experiences. We all seemed to agree that we took volunteer jobs to enjoy the company of folks with similar interests or to do our part in our community or to meet new people.
About the same time, friend and blogger Elizabeth Cottrell posted “In Praise of Courtesy” on her blog. The essence of courtesy is to treat other people as we would like to be treated. Continue reading
I have been fascinated with radio since I was 11 or 12 years old. I’d listen late at night to my trusty Zenith pulling in all those Clear Channel AM broadcast stations from all over the country. I didn’t understand much about radio and asking any questions would have revealed that I was listening to that evil rock and roll, so I kept all those questions to myself and just added more to them over the years. Continue reading
I grew up in a household without much money. There were many reasons for this, not the least of which was my father’s serious injury and subsequent disability. Despite the fears of some among us about “them welfare people gettin’ rich off our hard-earned tax dollars”, I can assure you we did not get rich living on SSDI.
But this is not a rant about conservatives or welfare or poverty. This is a collection of those moments when I knew I was rich. Continue reading
Twenty-some years ago I ran away from home for a weekend camping trip with members of the California Native Plant Society and the Audubon Society. They hiked at my speed, stopping to identify plants and birds along the way. It was a memorable weekend for many reasons but perhaps the best was the campfire after a day of hiking. As we each finished whatever supper we had brought, we swapped tales Continue reading