Or amusing. Last week, a pair inspected the purple martin house. The male was partial to the second-floor accommodations facing the lake. The female settled on the first floor, lower left compartment overlooking our house. I’ve named them Fred and Wilma (from the Flintstone cartoon of yesteryear). Nothing Fred could do, not singing, not calling,…
I’ve mentioned in past newsletters how my mother died when I was an infant. I was told stories about her and had lots of pictures of her, but until I entered my thirties, I didn’t think of her as a real person. Someone who once lived a life. She was always a ghost in the…
Do you spend a lot of time on social media? Hmm. Not like I used to. In the past I gave a lot of time to Twitter and Google+ (made a lovely friend and joined a wonderful group). I have an account with Pinterest and Goodreads as well, but I visit rarely. I’ve since narrowed…
Be the Butterfly – Enjoy life and remember I’ve been studying memory and what I can do to maintain and improve my own. My mother and father-in-law have both suffered from Alzheimer’s related dementia and memory loss. It has been heartbreaking. What has been even more an issue is the effort those around them go…
Memory is essential for everything we do. We learn through memory, understand through memory, forgive and even forget by way of memory. We revisit our past and consider our futures all through memories built from ours and others recall. Recently, chatting with H. M. Jones whom I met on GooglePlus just a week or so…
