Worth a repost after Sunday night’s Oscars. Nominated for nine and won four. Great film… Read More
As we continued up it began to get noticeably colder, and the sleeting snow increased, driving into our hooded faces. I began to wish I had packed ski goggles, as the glasses I was wearing needed to be wiped off every few minutes… Read More
Two strapping young men, and plenty of work to do. Johnna is in heaven. First thing we do is fill up the bird feeders. Because this immediately makes us tons of new friends who will always be happy to see us… Read More
“In Vietnam we were very poor. No money. One year my grandmother buy a popcorn maker. We sell popcorn on the street, make some money. Next year everybody in our town has popcorn maker!” Read More
I don’t take this lightly, the struggle to be happy. It seems to be the plague of our time… Read More
Some thoughts on the New Year, in no particular order… Read More
This past week Pele died. Edson Arantes de Nascimento was born in Brazil in 1940. He grew up shining shoes to help support his family and buy his meager soccer gear, a game he excelled in… Read More
And New Years Eve, instead of the usual going out in the city, we bought champagne, built a fire, and welcomed the new year sharing… Read More
Some years Santa don’t find us up in the hollow, don’t see the smoke from the stove. The sleigh gets tangled, reindeer lost… Read More
We climb in as the rain begins again. She is spellbound, as I was at her same age forty years ago. Waves rolling in from the Channel, we sit in the raised shelter of the cave. A place of our own, out of the weather, a clear view of the sea. Read More