There’s no chore that I find particularly challenging from an execution perspective. Maybe ironing, but only because no one I know does that anymore. If I hung out with office-bound individuals, perhaps my exposure to the art of ironing would be greater, but I’m willing to let that particular skill die a particular death. My challenge with chores relates to will, in that mine is … Continue reading The challenge of the chore.
It’s a truism in journalism that most headline questions can be answered with either a yes or no. No. A book hasn’t changed my life. If we rephrase, however, into “have books changed your life,” then the answer is an emphatic “yes.” I don’t remember not reading. This isn’t a reflection of my memory – I started young. I was reading chapter books in kindergarten … Continue reading Has a book changed your life?
I know that somewhere in the blogosphere, someone is responding to the prompt “what is the most memorable gift you’ve ever received” with “my children.” My teeth grind just thinking about it. A child is a cooperative effort. They’re also work, which is unlike most presents. Except for puzzles, though you have to be careful when it comes to giving puzzles to people. They might … Continue reading A most memorable gift.
It’s a moody beast and we complain upon seeing its approach, but I miss the rain if it’s absent for more than a day or two. Week or two. Some might say “glutton for punishment,” but we’re the world we inhabit and my world is one of lush greens most of the time. I like the wet. If rainclouds were bright, they’d be more welcomed … Continue reading Never parched.
From Famine to Feast. 