The exaggerated spinning hands of a clock. The pages of a daily calendar whipped away by a wind. A tree changing from verdant, to scarlet, to barren. Time. It drags when we want passage, and flies when we just need to catch our breath. Life is full of milestones and the distance between those milestones …
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Summer Classics: Grilling
Local. Fresh. Organic. Whenever possible. A Summer Classic in our household includes FOOD. Stuff you cook on the grill and foods that are best when freshly picked. Steak, corn on the cob and zucchini was on our most recent menu, and we are lucky enough to live 4 miles from the Rochester Public Market, voted …
Summer Classics: The Sci-Fi Blockbuster
One night during the summer of 1977, my mother hosted a Tupperware Party and my sister and I were packed off to the movies with Daddy. I remember that I wore white plastic barrettes and that I stood through much of the movie with my arms draped over the empty seat in front of me …
Independence: It’s not just flags & fireworks
Every July 4th, I make it a point to re-read the Declaration of Independence. I do it because there are words and symbols in our world that people live and die by, and there are forces that manipulate those words and symbols for blatant personal gain. (This is the same reason that I periodically re-read …
Tip Toe Through The Tulips
Pomp and Circumstance Over the next several weeks of spring, more than 3.1 million students will earn a degree in higher education, ranging from a two year associates on up to a doctorate (National Center for Education Statistics, Projections of Education Statistics to 2018, Tables 27-30). They will pour forth from the halls of academia …
Writing Aerobics
1.8 Miles, 200 Calories I am not “good” at exercise. I drag myself to my local gym 2-3 times per week and go through the motions. I’m a “plug in my earbuds and jog on the treadmill for the last half of a good crime drama”- kind of girl. Occasionally I wander around the weight …
Inspiration on four strings
Book ‘em, Dano This past Friday, despite the monochromatic landscape offering little incentive to venture beyond the hearth, the husband and I are able to convince ourselves of a night out because of a rare opportunity. In this world there lives a young man who, with a four-string, two-octave instrument regarded as a toy in …
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