Mother's Day cards just don't cover it. There's not a one on the market that's sufficient to express my thoughts about the awesome Lady who made me. She's fully that (a Lady, that is) when she has a mind to be, having grown up in days when her Girl Scout uniform included white gloves and a girdle... … Continue reading hoMAge
Tag: Sail & Sea
A Pilgrimage of Perspective
Tricia Mitchell just posted a lovely blog about the castle in Heidelberg, Germany--accompanied by some of her own photos and memories of this castle over the years, and posing the question of whether her readers had memories to share. I wrote to her that although it's been almost three decades since I've been there (and although I … Continue reading A Pilgrimage of Perspective
History of a Helm-Hog
I got hooked on sailboats at a fairly young age, with some "teasers" of experiences growing up. I was nine when we visited family friends in the Netherlands, and their teenage son took us in the family's little wooden sailboat, poling from their back-yard canal to the nearby lake where he raised the sails... (My … Continue reading History of a Helm-Hog
Buoyancy Control
The inflatable vest worn by a Scuba diver is called the BC, or Buoyancy Compensator. It connects to the diver's air tank, and can be used to control buoyancy---the level in the water where the diver wants to hover or cruise. Add a little air with the inflator button to rise slightly in the water, … Continue reading Buoyancy Control
The Curious Significance of STUFF
Yesterday I was stowing some papers in our fire-proof safe, and I paused for a moment to contemplate the odd assortment of items tucked into it. In theory, an inventory of this little fire-proof box should answer the question people sometimes ask: "If your house were on fire (and the PEOPLE were all safe) what … Continue reading The Curious Significance of STUFF
The Dying(?) Art of Knowing Your Neighbors
A fellow blogger has recently been bemoaning the hassles of moving, and I couldn't be more in sympathy! It doesn't help that I've had to move five times in the last four years, but I never liked moving to begin with. When my first husband and I bought a house, I swore I was going … Continue reading The Dying(?) Art of Knowing Your Neighbors
Some barely-related stories, and memories of a Storyteller
I have to say, I quite enjoyed the ethical discussion spurred by the post about my writing-dilemma last week ("Cheatin' on a Cheater"). Not everyone was in favor of my "solution" (if, indeed, my decision deserves such a designation)--but we all got to thinking, didn't we? On a related topic, this morning I also enjoyed reading … Continue reading Some barely-related stories, and memories of a Storyteller
Kana's Chronicles 