How was your summer? A friend asks a seemingly innocuous question and then it hits me, summer is over. Fall—as soon as the air in Maryland begins to turn crisp—is about to commence. And how was my summer? I ask myself. Sort of okay, nothing bad, but disappointing, I think. The build up towards theContinue reading “Delta Blues Summer”
We were under attack, and we needed each other. We remembered that together we stand. But today America is divided.
Space. I’d like a little more space around me, standing in line waiting to board the plane. At the grocery store, they suggest customers stand three feet apart while waiting to check-out at the cash register. Socially distance is the catch phrase. But to load an airplane with passengers, time is measured with dollar signs.Continue reading “Travel Challenges, A Changing World and a Quest for Space”
It is how we handle the onset of a pandemic as a society that determines how many of us will survive.
“Just because I work from home, doesn’t mean I don’t work,” I said. “I just have to work around my children’s schedule.”
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”
Waiting at what appeared to be the shortest line at the supermarket, I began to wonder what was taking so long. Then I noticed the clerk was confined to a wheelchair and he was wearing thick yellow rubber gloves, the kind I wear for scrubbing pots. He appeared to struggle, just to push the buttonsContinue reading “Why We May Not Be Safe”
As much as I try to stay grounded and practical, trying to recycle already purchased goods, it is still fun to spend money.
Crammed between art catalogues and magazines on the bookcase in our living room sat a battered clothbound book during my childhood. Titled, The Combined Louis Untermeyer edition of Modern British and Modern American poetry, it belonged to my mother. Her scribbled notes in faint pencil decorated the margins and each time she’d pull it outContinue reading “Poetry, Writing, and Mother’s Day”
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”
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.