It was quiet. A sacred quiet. Tranquil. The spaces were large, with gentle air flow from muffled fans running somewhere behind the marble columns and arched ceilings. I climbed the carpeted steps to the second floor of this sanctorium and made my way to a large open area designated for microfiche, business, and periodicals. * … More Shhhhhhhhhhh!!
I’ve been thinking a lot about writing lately. Notice, thinking, not writing. One can think anywhere at any time: driving the car, tossing and turning in the dark at night, walking the dogs, or jogging on the treadmill. One does not have the same freedom in writing. I could list a million excuses, which only … More A Nice Place to Visit, But I Wouldn’t Want to Write There
Once Upon A Time is my favorite of all the yearly events hosted by Carl of Stainless Steel Droppings. And it is here just in time as the snow melts away, even on the north side of the house where it was piled high by the shovel. I am starting my participation of the event … More Spring is here (sort of) along with………Once Upon A Time!
Red is so cheerful in the cold, white of winter. Happy Valentine’s Day!
* * * * * * Remember my office from way back when, a disaster and then organized? Well, eat your heart out Carl, I am revamping the office, using the above inspiration for color. Out with the old……. That looked like this, more often than this: I am in the process of down sizing, … More Isn’t winter grand?
thanks, Linda:
A published article! I’ve been working very hard at this….. the real deal! Doesn’t look like I will be retiring from the day job any time soon, but one has to start somewhere, right? I have a couple more pieces sitting on the publishers desk, ready to find their way to print at any moment. … More Brave New Traveler, Arvol Looking Horse, and tt, of course
A published article!! Please find it at Matador Travel – Brave New Traveler. I am posting some pictures here that illustrate the article. Thanks for checking it out – and please leave a comment there if you have time!! *** *** *** ***
Three months, fifteen pounds, blowing bubbles and smiling We (my son who is home for two weeks – hurrah, and I) were talking this morning as we walked, about the jolt that triggers a forgotten memory. The jolt might be a fragrance, the sight of something, or someone mentioning a long lost event. I wish … More The Dervish is Still Whirling
This is going to be a bit of stream of consciousness writing… the whirling dervish in my brain is wreaking havoc with my Venn diagrams and I am a bit incoherent. Lots of photos then! But first, I have to mention, Diana has a fun book giveaway going on at Oh! Books…Paper…Real life. Diana went … More Out With Venn Diagrams, In With the Whirling Dervish (and Steampunk)
...Kopi Time 