2034

I looked twice when I saw the date.  May 5, 2034.

This was the maturity date for a bond.

How many years is that from today?  16 Continue reading “2034”

Not one of them was capable of lying,

When I can’t find the words I need, I turn to poets and writers for their words on suffering.  Some words are a balm.  Others, an affirmation.

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Mistakes & Decisions

“If I had to live my life over again, I’d make the same mistakes, only sooner.”  Tallulah Bankhead Continue reading “Mistakes & Decisions”

Apache Blessing

My preconceived notion about Apaches is limited to American history classes and popular media where they were often referred to as savage warriors.  This reputation spread to Europe with the result that in France, the word “apache” refers to an outlaw.

Finding an Apache blessing posted on a friend’s refrigerator offered a balance to my view of them as only a vicious people.  Of course, if I were defending my family and my way of life, I would be warlike also! Continue reading “Apache Blessing”

Nose to the grindstone!

 

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“Don’t watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going!  Sam Levenson *

 

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Busy Days

My life seems to be whizzing past.  I ricochet from the gym, work, walking the dog, home, church, errands…. Continue reading “Nose to the grindstone!”

Restoring my soul

Spending a week in paradise.

Cabo San Lucas and San Jose del Cabo. Continue reading “Restoring my soul”

Respite from the rain

I am not complaining about Portland’s weather especially when the rest of the country is experiencing extreme weather. Continue reading “Respite from the rain”

Party Dress!

When you want to put your best foot forward, here’s the dress you need! Continue reading “Party Dress!”

The last of 2017

With apologies to Charles Dickens.

In many ways, 2017 was the best of times for me.

Then in the last eight months, it was the worst of times bringing terrible grief.

Now on the last day of 2017, I am looking forward with guarded optimism to 2018.

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No Room Under the Tree?

When there’s no room under the tree for presents…

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Christmas Scene at the Pittock Mansion, Portland Oregon. ~Photo Lori Greer