I am prone to complain about the cold weather which is a silly and useless thing to do. My house is warm; I don’t have to get up early to milk cows or take care of the outdoor stock and I don’t have to build a fire in the fireplace to get the house warm. […]
Jan 29, 2015
Thoughtful Thursday
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Believe it or not, there are two robins on my neighbor’s lawn. They do this every year–appear before warm weather. Robins are carnivorous. They will eat seeds but I’m not sure how well they digest them. Does anybody know? And each year, many robins die because snow or ice cover the ground and they can’t […]
Jan 19, 2015
Cell Phones and Pinocchio
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What is there about the way a lot of people use cell phones that reminds me of the children’s story, Pinnochio? Well, let’s see now. Everywhere I go, whether I’m driving or shopping, I see people with cell phones stuck to their ears or, worse yet, texting. Wrecks happen, someone bumps into someone else or steps in […]
Jan 3, 2015
Ninety-Four Years and Counting
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Come with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear (apologies to The Lone Ranger) and delve into a 1921 issue of The Etude, Presser’s Musical Magazine. I’m not sure where I bought this magazine but it is fascinating because it is from a much different era of America. Woodrow Wilson was President that year; […]
Nov 9, 2014
Freedom
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“Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!” President Reagan challenged the Soviet Union leader in 1987. In 1963, President John F. Kennedy had stated, “Ich bin ein Berliner,” voicing the support of the United State for democratic West Germany two years after the wall was erected. The wall marked the separation of West Berlin from East Berlin […]
Oct 18, 2014
A Drift of Ireland’s Mist
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Since my return from Ireland, I seem to be in two places: one, the here and now with the excitement of books about to be published, the other, a mystical island in the Atlantic, where ancient towers still keep watch on the surrounding countryside. I close my eyes and see swans floating on the River […]
