Looking for the Good?
That it ended up in the shape of a heart for me to notice, does not make me wish any less that people would stop the disgusting habit of spitting over-chewed gum onto the sidewalk. Though I believe that true… (READ MORE)
That it ended up in the shape of a heart for me to notice, does not make me wish any less that people would stop the disgusting habit of spitting over-chewed gum onto the sidewalk. Though I believe that true… (READ MORE)
Whenever I see extensive plantings of tulips, it brings to mind the tulip mania of the 17th century Dutch. At the height of the mania, single bulbs could sell for several times the annual income of a skilled worker. Now,… (READ MORE)
Earlier in the week, on my way home from a conference on the other side of town, I found on the $1 cart outside of Second Story Books, Starhawk’s Dreaming the Dark — Magic, Sex and Politics. Though I always… (READ MORE)
A friend who was a skilled gardener whose taste in gardening ran to the subtle and quiet (think Vita Sackville-West’s all white garden at Sissinghurst), used to tease me for my attraction to lush, tropical blooms. There is a time… (READ MORE)
When I was a kid, my friend who lived next door and I would use small pieces of slate to draw hopscotch boards and such on the pavement. In recent years, more and more of my Hill neighbors have been… (READ MORE)
I may have posted this before or I may have forgotten that I thought about doing so. When unable to remember something, it is better to be stuck in a happy space than in an unhappy one. Peace and light,… (READ MORE)