Sept 12, 2011 Mom would have been 91 today. On Friday, Daddy has been gone 10 months. That was the day we unloaded the truck. My house is full of boxes and bags, furniture from the old house, papers, pictures, and tapes (audio, 8 mm, Super 8, High 8, VHS,
Category: Writing
It’s Daddy’s birthday. I didn’t remember until I was writing the story of the new black and white necklace I finished this morning. It’s the only one so far with two names. I wanted to make a black and white necklace—small white cubes alternating with narrow black spacer beads. To
I’m making progress—and rather quickly too. Here’s the update as of June 15, 2011, smack in the middle of the year. Project 1: Eternal River, Volume III I’m in the third edit. Always surprising how many things I missed. It’s getting to be fun now, because I get to sculpt
Three projects long overdue are now coming into being with a lot of help from my friends. Project 1: Eternal River, Volume III I started working on this seven-volume, six-generation memoir ten or fifteen years ago. I can’t remember anymore. Volume I is the joining of the lives of Tom
Once, long ago when I lived on a dead end dirt road, I noticed that the weeds that crowded the roadside were full of color. Though I had a busy schedule, I chose to stop and examine those masses of purple. To my delight, I found tiny bells with golden