“I like to say I’m more conservative than Goldwater. He just wanted to turn the clock back to when there was no income tax. I want to turn the clock back to when people lived in small villages and took care of each other.”
— Pete Seeger Continue reading
How would you like having to nurse your twins in a stranger’s yard?
People love habit. Having the feeling of knowing what comes next is comforting. But you can’t fix problems or grow from a place of complete safety. You have to take risks, spend resources, embrace the insecurity of undetermined outcomes, and dream of better things that might be. Continue reading
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Our second guide dog puppy, Spice, was the first one to complete her work to become fully certified. Guide Dogs for the Blind operates two campuses on the West coast, one in Oregon where we were going, and one in California. Mary and I (the puppy raisers) and the Brodys (former playmates) drove down the night before. We had the same kind of joy and anticipation parents get when their children graduate from college, ready to enter the working world. Continue reading
A newsy, catch-up post
When the world is full of danger, fear and catastrophe, it’s a good time to plant. At my house, we make improvements slowly. We’ve been looking over our property borders for two years, considering what might make them more inviting to our senses, and to neighboring wildlife. Continue reading
You can’t look good in that sweater.
You guys know I’m a fairly traditional sort of holiday observer, right? No, really, it’s true. STOP LAUGHING!!! Continue reading
The Gun Control petition I reprinted yesterday went viral. It gathered more than 200,000 signatures in support, and the author, Staci Sarkin, will be going to Congress in person to present it.
There’s some current woo-woo about the world ending on December 21st, because that’s when the Mayan calendar “ends”. I wouldn’t put much stock in the prophetic abilities of the Mayans. They stopped calculating their calendar because they were too busy dealing with the invasion of the Spanish, and two centuries of drought, both of which decimated their culture, neither of which they saw coming. Continue reading
It’s been a good week. The rest of the country has been uncomfortably hot, but until yesterday it was raining most days in my little town, and I sometimes felt sad without reason. I chose to live at the geographic edge of a rain forest. It would be silly to expect it to be drier. Perhaps I’m still adjusting to not living in the artificial oasis of El Lay. Continue reading
The sweet things in life stay in memory forever, long after injustices, obstacles and hardships have all fallen away. Continue reading
Filed under Emotions, Music
There are so many different ways to enjoy sacred classical music. It can be an expression of faith, as it was for these composers. But you don’t have to be religious to enjoy it, because it’s beautiful to hear. Continue reading
High Desert Dream, by Sam Weis
One of the nice things about having creative friends is that you enjoy and pay attention to their work, and it inspires you to produce work yourself. It’s an effect of the originating energy of all art. Continue reading
Two mutts at breakfast.
The Artist, this year’s most-nominated film, is simultaneously reverent and cheesy. Continue reading
His Master’s Voice by Francis Barraud (1899)
I might have called this post “Whine-O-Rama”, but I’m trying to understand the process from a more enlightened position. Continue reading
Here are some more glimpses from our 35th annual Wooden Boat Festival. Continue reading
Miss Anne, an Uptown lady, told us how it used to be.
My little town had the blues last week. The rest of the world has the blues too, something or other about debts and deficits, but we in the old port town celebrated having the blues with a festival. Continue reading