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Give me a head with hair…
long beautiful hair. Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen… Our hair is given to keep us humble. I have thought as well as repeated this many times in my life. As mine has greyed it has changed texture in places and only gotten more difficult to manage. Does this mean I am more humble? Possibly. More…
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IMD (In My Day)
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives -Annie Dillard (American author) Some days this thought is too horrible to contemplate, other days I think there is hope. How I spend my days often begins like this… I arise before the sun, as I did this morning. In winter I…
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A Visit to Ohio
Mom ( Australian translation: Mum) lives in a very nice assisted living facility in an apartment, but it is only one bedroom. (Photo below) Consequently, when we visit these days we stay in a hotel. The one we have settled on is a Holiday Inn about 20 minutes away. The setting is not the Ben…
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Back to Oxford for the first time
I received my Bachelor of Fine Arts degree 38 years ago from Oxford… Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, that is. So it has been with great curiosity that I have come to the original Oxford. It is so named because oxen were used to pull loads across a low point of the Thames and ‘ford’…
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Darwin – now
My posts have been pretty wordy this week, so I’ll give you a break by sharing some photos of our four days in Darwin. Writing and taking photos to share with you causes me to look at things with somewhat altered perspective, which I really enjoy. I hope you will too. (I have prepared this…
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How the Woman got her Man – The Prequel/Pt 2
I suppose we are lucky when we are young that we understand so little about what can go wrong in life, and in relationships. Some months after Don’s visit to Denver it became clear to me that I needed to leave the job I had moved to Denver to take. (It was nothing to do…
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How the Woman Got Her Man (and a new country in the process…)
Subtitle: Moving to Australia: The Prequel/part 1 As I write this during a brief visit to Darwin, it is nearly incomprehensible how I came to live here thirty years ago. Perhaps if I recount the story to you, it will seem more real… Don and I grew up in the same little town in southern…
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Moving to Australia-Darwin Poison
I am writing this in Darwin, where it all began for me — my life in Australia, that is. Thirty years ago Darwin was as close to frontier living as I was game for. It had some considerable challenges for this thirty year old Ohio transplant. When I first came here, at the end of…
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Super Moon, or Not.
As most of you know, I usually go for a morning walk. But my knee hurts. And my hips hurt. And the temp outside is 2 C. I’ve heard that 60 is the new 40 but I’m not sure my body has gotten the message. There was supposed to be a ‘super’ moon setting this…
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Breast MRI
About this time last year I posted my experience with my first breast MRI (see ‘Happy Dancing‘ in Archives or click on the link). Whenever I learn something new I like to share it so here we go with this year’s experience. I am not at all a fan of recreational drugs, but the well…
