Category Archives: REALITY

I’ve sat down to post many times today, but because there were so many ideas floating unfinished in my head and getting mixed up with each other, I did mundane household chores instead. And shoveled snow. Yes, it has a … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m very late in posting this morning, yet I’ve been up since 2:00 a.m. I’ve been reading. And, thinking. Seems I spend an awful lot of time thinking lately, and here’s another odd thought, as I move along from step … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Well, that was an experience. Managed at my Dad’s to fix a clock, a microwave oven, decide where I can drill into the den wall upstairs from the downstairs family room to snake through a cable for the TV, rewire … Continue reading → Continue reading →

What motivates us? Time. Demands on our time. Snow Forecasts. Affecting travel plans. Needs. Of others. Desire. To fulfill expectations. Desire. To meet responsibilities. Desire. To use time wisely. Needs. To see those we love. Snow Forecasts. Changing plans. Time. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It’s scaring me, this day, this nineteenth day of January. It signals the closely approaching end of my free time. Just as I’ve settled in and come to love the loss of learning by the books, the semester rears its … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I really have to tell you this one—since I didn’t want to let my framing customer know about it and it just struck me funny. The piece I was framing was a large, 24”x 36” creamy, fairly solid tatting (crochet) … Continue reading → Continue reading →

In the January issue of Connecticut Life, there is an article on the American Bald Eagle, and as I’ve mentioned before, I’ve almost daily seen a nesting pair right near my house. I didn’t realize what had brought them to … Continue reading → Continue reading →

…opening up the frameshop this morning and finding that the half-filled coffeepot didn’t freeze. Unfortunately, Shop Computer still hasn’t adjusted to the cold nights, and is taking his time to rouse, grumbling low within his belly his discontent and reluctance. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It was dark at five o’clock this morning as I silently crept across the snowy yard from my neighbor’s house to my own. Something else alive was out there, but I quickened my steps rather than use the flashlight I’d … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Although I can’t recall the title of the book (it may be Personhood: The Art of Being Human) by Leo Buscaglia, I can recall one phrase from within it that has stuck in my mind for a couple of decades: … Continue reading → Continue reading →

If I were a piece of pottery, my decorative story would be in shades of gray to black upon a background of verdant green crackle glaze. Perhaps that is why my dishes are these from Bennington Pottery:

It’s cold today. I cannot get into my frameshop. The lock is frozen. My fingers are numb from trying to unfreeze the lock. Someday I will tell you about the time I locked myself, three customers and a helpful jogger … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I just love it when my simple logic is validated by accredited research. In attempting to come up with palatable food for a friend who is losing weight due to the side effect from chemotherapy of a metallic sense of … Continue reading → Continue reading →