Last week my grandparents’ house, this week…somehow it slowly became OUR house. Dear grandma and grandpa… Who, us? You hold your hand out...

I can still remember seeing my grandmother standing on her porch in her house dress and solid “working” shoes, and her hair tightly wound...

I’m sitting on the porch, enjoying my Fuchsia and Dipladenia plants – and hoping a hummingbird might come along – and I delight in how...

A little while ago, I came across two Facebook posts about when we’re feeling broken. You know, like when we’re being so emotionally or...

Do you remember those days? Babies and little children underfoot – maybe you’re still in the midst of those days. Laughter and games,...

There are tons of different belief systems in our world. Some religious, some scientific, logical, or political, some based on personal...

Maybe you’re a pessimist and still achieved, invented, or lived big. Or maybe you’re an optimist that didn’t have the resources or were...

I admit it. I’m an optimist, a dreamer, and an occasional ostrich (stick your head in the sand and pretend there’s no imminent danger –...

My granddaughter is looking me in the eye at the moment with such a look of endearing entreaty, I fear I cannot spend but a few moments...

Do you remember last week that I asked you if you ever wished you could fly? And if you could, where would you go? Would you visit a dear...

Do you ever wish you could fly? Where would you go? To the top of the tallest mountain? Or would you fly until you found the perfect...

Since we’ve been on the topic of memories the past few weeks, I thought we could top it off with a logical look at how it all works in...

Have you ever put yourself in your ancestors’ shoes and tried to imagine what they lived through, or how they reacted in certain stories...

With the infiltration of the computerized age, photos are seldom being printed, people are storing many of their necessary tracking data...

While we’re on the subject of cameras and photography (from last week’s blog) I also love the joy of accidentally capturing a perfect...

My parents didn’t have much money for cameras or developing film, so we don’t have nearly the pictures I’d like to reminisce over our...

The sound of a train thundering on its tracks puts me back in my teenage bedroom at night, listening to the familiar, powerful rumble and...

How many of you out there have kicked yourself (mentally, of course) because your kid/s did something really cute or funny that was so...

Before I begin my blog on Memorial Day, I must say that the war has changed. The war victims that we will be mourning this weekend, and...

Who’s got pain today? Misery? Agony, despair…? (Doesn’t that sound like a song? It’s got to be a song…see my blog, “Rainbows on...