peacefulones

"What would I do without Mom?" I keep thinking. My fridge is clean, the indoor plants are trimmed, and the conservatory spar...

Word upon word, this dissertation is coming together. I sit down to write late last night, with the day still swirling around in my head. ...

I grew up with people coming over. Eating together. Sleeping in freshly laundered beds. It was called home hospitality, and it was integral ...

This time the upstairs is on the move. My mom is coming to take care of Kirsten next week while W travels. The bed in the guestroom was a ...

An interesting video clip from Indonesia shows a little jawfish camouflaging himself by mimicking an octopus. The strange thing is that t...

The news headlines today highlighted the excitement of scientists exploring Antarctica and Mars. A "lost world" of crabs, octopi...

What are your memories of home? Are they sweet? Sad? Do you ever get nostalgic for the surroundings in which you grew up? Life is not si...

Each calendar year, we act as though we're at the starting line. The possibilities of blank pages stretch into June, September, November...

The end of another calendar year, and time to kick in my annual tradition of review. Today I'll look at the past year for significant ch...

The looking glass lies. But it's not because the image is incorrect. It's because we can't see past our preconceptions to what i...