We’re moving through a fuzzy moment in time. Pleased to socialize, but warily looking over our shoulders.
All ages and sizes, they gathered to watch the first local parade in the state capital since the St. Paddy’s Day festivities of 2020. They smiled, waved, and hugged. I saw only one person wearing a mask.
Everyone wore masks at the National Aquarium in Baltimore, Maryland. If you didn’t bring a mask they gave you one before you were allowed to enter. Simple. No decision on mask wearing required. Other situations require you to use your own judgement. The sign on the door outside the supermarket says, ‘”No masks required ifContinue reading “Summer in the USA— With or Without a Mask”
I’ve kept the same routine for many years and it works. It doesn’t matter where I wake— city, forest, beach—the day begins with a walk. Climb a steep mountain. Look down at the sights below, the world in miniature, and your cares will shrink to minor nuisances. The cure for self-pity is within your grasp.Continue reading “The Best Exercise for Health and Serenity”
Is it more comforting to think UFO’s are being piloted by aliens with long slender fingers and tall domed heads than a foreign government or impetuous scientist? Perhaps they’re being operated remotely like drones.
As much as I try to stay grounded and practical, trying to recycle already purchased goods, it is still fun to spend money.
I’m a Margaret Atwood fan and an Elizabeth Moss fan, so although it is now safe to freely move about our small city of Annapolis, at night I’ve been watching season four of The Handmaid’s Tale. Seasons 1, 2, and 3 on the streaming service Hulu, got me through the tense months that led up toContinue reading “May Day and The Handmaid’s Tale”
Spring. Planting time. Knees a little soggy from kneeling in the grass, I’ve been working in the garden. This morning, my husband and I took a long walk downtown to Annapolis City Dock and then threaded our way through our town’s historic neighborhoods admiring flowers, ferns, trees. We really do live in a beautiful place andContinue reading “How to Plant a Spring Garden When You Really Are Not a Gardener”
This week in between listening to news clips reporting on the Derek Chauvin trial and the events surrounding the death of Daunte Wright, I’ve been thinking about the difference between action and intent. Millions of us have watched portions of the video showing Chauvin, the police officer, kneeling on George Floyd’s neck. We witnessed theContinue reading “The Plague by Albert Camus Teaches Valuable Lessons”
As long as she gets to chase the ball, our 70 pound Labradoodle Chloe is happy. Reward her with a little treat and she’ll drop it at our feet so we’ll throw it out for her to fetch again. “Retrievers love balls,” our vet explained during a visit, “it’s a trait of the breed.” The need to pursue aContinue reading “A Dog’s Life”
We’re just on the cusp of returning to the world we left in Spring 2019, only it’s not going to be quite the same world.
If I gear my format and content towards making false promises of fortune, fame, instant health or happiness where is the artistic fulfilment? I’m blogging to communicate what’s on my mind.
“Do you remember Hill Street Blues?” A few weeks ago, my husband Peter and I were reminiscing about old TV shows. Both of us agreed, Hill Street Blues was one of our favorites. Our conversation jumped to the characters: the unruffled police captain Frank Furillo, level headed detective Neal Washington, and the articulate sergeant Esterhaus who concludes eachContinue reading “Hill Street Blues Still Relevant in 2021”
We’ve almost achieved a Covid-19 vaccination rate of 15% in the United States. Each day I see more and more postings on Facebook, friends sharing their elation at receiving their first dose of either the Moderna or Pzfizer vaccine. Many people in the approved groups are still waiting their turn and growing frustrated, while IContinue reading “Now That We’ve Got the Vaccine —When Will Normal Return?”
I remember being five years old and sitting at the kitchen table with pieces of red construction paper. I was cutting out hearts for Valentine’s Day cards. First I folded the paper in half and then I started snipping. Why was it that some hearts came out so skinny and other’s squat and fat? Some hearts lookedContinue reading “This is the Year We Should Be Exchanging Valentines”