observations…no rants
In the elevator lobby on the fifth floor of Duke University Hospital, someone has painted a bird and part of a poem on the windows. The poem is Emily Dickinson's.“Hope” is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul -And sings the tune without the words -And never stops - at all In the... Continue Reading →
I've been thinking about The Grinch a lot lately. How he tried to steal Christmas, but couldn't. Seems like there's been a new "Grinch" in town, taking a lot of what we had, (or thought we had). As a civilization, we've lost much. People have lost their lives, or a loved one to COVID-19. To... Continue Reading →
Recently, I've been near death more than usual. By "near" death, I don't mean that I have nearly died - rather, that I've been in funeral homes and attended memorial services more often than I'd like and I've been reflecting on death - and life. Any Moonstruck fans out there? Rose: I just want you... Continue Reading →
I'm no farmer. I'm not even smart enough in the area of growing plants to be called a "gardener." The most that can be said about me in this arena is that I have bought plants to put in the ground and have only killed some of them. While parenting feels natural and intuitive to... Continue Reading →
We planted two blueberry bushes a few years ago. This will be our second season with fruit. Take a look at these beauties! I mean, seriously. Just look at 'em. The bushes are along the path from our house to the garage, so I pass by them several times a day. Each time, my reaction is the same.... Continue Reading →
I love the holiday season, but now that it is over, I'm thinking about things that last.
Years ago, before I was married, maybe even while I was still in high school, I looked out my living room window and saw a boy in a royal blue winter jacket. He was walking down the street with his back toward me, but I could tell he was young - probably five years old,... Continue Reading →
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