Enjoy this trek down memory lane: August, 2018 Skittering, shuffling, scampering, out of breath I am. Books and papers and recipes, Photos and letters and souvenirs. Memorabilia. Spilling over. Cramped and crowded I am. This stuff of forty years, tucked away, stored, forgotten. I have become not the boss of my house. Declutter I must.Continue reading “CLUTTER”


We think we live in a time of crisis and maybe we do. But we’re not the first. Americans havebeen here before. Not exactly like this, but we have been afraid before.We’ve faced unknown futures, unknown tomorrows. But we survived. I don’t know how wedid, but we found joy in our days and we movedContinue reading “Crisis”