I recently heard authenticity defined as when a person's thoughts, words and actions are all consistent. Good definition, I think. I have a friend who fits this definition very well, with some other desirable qualities thrown in ( Read more... )

I spent a few days in Washington DC with my mom, visiting my daughter, her fiance and grandaughter Cali. The cherry trees were lovely too. New photos of Cali are up at cali.edancedesign.com

While there we discovered a breathtaking orchid display in the Museum of Natural History. A few of my souvenirs are at Leave a comment

Parts of the story aren't entirely clear. I was *carefully* making my way to the house, walking with my arms full of books and a bag over one shoulder and a bag of doughnuts in one hand. As I neared the front door I noticed the ice was starting to melt around the edges and figured I ought to get out there with a shovel and whack at it a bit before ( Read more... )

I just discovered a cool website for book lovers. The general premise is to turn the entire world into a public library. It doesn't sound quite that organized to me, but I like the idea of participating in a treasure hunt, and being able to follow the travels of books worth sharing with others.

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I've been grumping to myself because several of my friends haven't posted anything interesting to their journals in weeks. But of course, neither have I. Naturally the word interesting is what keeps me from writing. Life is busy and full and fascinating, but my journal puts me to sleep. I guess you had to be there ( Read more... )

I think brilliant thoughts while I'm driving. Wondrous theories, charming soliloquies, and witty observances. But when I get home and sit myself down in front of the computer my thoughts feel heavy and numb. Why is it that?

To read my journals you'd think my life was really, really boring. But it's not! In reality I'm just so busy *living* my life I never seem to take the time and write, except when things get slow ( Read more... )

As I write this John and his Harp player are rehearsing for their next gig. It's their first solo show, at a little coffee shop not far from here. It's a small room, but it's good practice for the festival they're playing next month ( Read more... )

"Hope it doesn't suck" is our traditional dinner time blessing. My frequent reply has been "It won't.. I don't smell fish." I like fish, but only if it's super fresh, as in just out of the sea ( Read more... )

So, I was finally called to do my civic duty. I'd started to feel rejected, but now I can hold my head up proudly as a contributing member of society. I have made my "personal contribution to the attainment of the ideal of equal justice for all." And it was fascinating, really, and very little like any TV law shows I've seen. People were ( Read more... )