Before My Rebirth

The Liquid Sparkled Edmund Dulac from The Little Mermaid The thin grass strings of the ghost net were wrapped securely around my right wrist. As soon as I realized what had happened, I began to struggle. That only pulled it tighter. The lines were made strong to entrap the mahi mahi.  I had dropped the … More Before My Rebirth

British chap + Spanish explorer, sprinkle with rain and voila: Vancouver

The plan was: Amtrak train to Vancouver, Canada and then fly home a week later.  Cheapoair set up my return travel. Rain! And more rain!  The tracks were flooded and the train was cancelled.  I stood at the check in counter at the train station with my mouth hanging open for a good sixty seconds. … More British chap + Spanish explorer, sprinkle with rain and voila: Vancouver

Transition

Ladies and gentlemen, I am making a transition.  I have to rethink this blog, and in the meantime, I have set up a new site.  This is to be my “professional” site.  I am taking a course in travel writing, and I will be posting my assignments there as well. Kerry Lee Thank you for … More Transition

Art Lives Here!

A new day, a new venue, same old weather.  A repeat of cloud and misty rain; spring in the Midwest.  But in the writing place I was headed for…. the weather wouldn’t matter. One enters the Milwaukee Art Museum into the magnificent cathedral-like space of Windover Hall, with its exquisite white marble floor, a vaulted … More Art Lives Here!

Shhhhhhhhhhh!!

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!!

A Nice Place to Visit, But I Wouldn’t Want to Write There

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

Brave New Traveler, Arvol Looking Horse, and tt, of course

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