Observations

“Mr. Vanderbilt had a summer home here. Mr. Sandburg wrote poetry here while Mrs. Sandburg raised internationally famous goats here....

Fridays – or is it Try-days? Try-daze? Cry-daze? Well, whichever I have once more survived. having a teen… (why you...

The day starts with the pitter patter of little feet, the jingle jangle of the pupper’s collar tags, and the...

and so once more around the sun, my journey continues unimpeded. ’cause, ya know – the big blue marble kept...

Transitions, eh? Never-ending, rapidly speeding up, a quickening that leaves my perception of the change as just pure chaos, limiting...

So the week starts, ending with an adventure. Oh how will this all unfold? Well, for sure it will be...

An eventful day at the Hobbit House – we have a visitor once more, who brought loving kindness for the...

Saturdays. Oft fraught with anxiety and anger and frustration. Who are we kidding – every day is Anxie-day, or Blurs-day,...

Hi. wow – 17th?! some pretty crappy things happening out in the world – it seems to be pressing in...

Hi. It’s been a day, but I think the worst is past. Enjoy. //11:44p+16July20= late Thursday eve || a road...