Every May I think of piano lessons, or, more specifically, piano recitals. Since my kids are all of the 4-legged variety, I haven’t attended many of these as a spectator. My experience comes from being part of the show. Seven years of piano lessons and seven recitals....

Once, long ago, I was finished. It’s not as final as it sounds. Finish, the verb*, means: Terminate To use or dispose of entirely To bring to completion: accomplish; also: perfect To put a final coat or surface on To come to the end of a course or undertaking My...

If you’ve followed this blog since early 2016, you may recall I have a genuine struggle with magazine subscriptions. Ordering and paying for them is simple enough, but when it comes to reading them in a timely manner I always seem to be somewhere else. Until recently....

Today, when it was blog writing time, I couldn’t picture what I was going to write about. Not writer’s block, exactly- -just that blah-blah battling my springtime allergies and being entirely unmotivated kind of feeling. If you’re like me you have stacks of boxes...

In the old-time twentieth century days of my childhood, branding mostly had to do with livestock. Now it has to do with everything, from the regularly changing labels on consumer goods to the business pursuits of elected officials (shame on them). As a writer in...

If you visit our home, my website or my Facebook page, you will likely draw the conclusion that I like cats. A lot. It’s always been this way. I don’t know why. Perhaps it was an early act of rebellion. Dad was severely allergic to cats. We couldn’t have one when I...