Almost four months ago my seasonal job at the Idaho State Park near our house ended with the summer. My husband Keoni and I had been tossing around the idea of NOT searching for my "next job," but doing something instead that I felt moved to do (namely, write) and treating that as though it … Continue reading A Forum on Freelancing
Tag: Travel
O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
The rich singing-voice of my German Grandpa is part of the soundtrack of my childhood. We used to live with my grandparents for the summers, and I remember him tucking me into bed with songs from the 40’s. “I’d rather have a paper doll to call my own than have a fickle-hearted green-eyed girl”… And … Continue reading O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
In the Market for a Maker
“Get a God,” I hear repeatedly in the rooms of A.A. “If you don’t get God… You’re wrecked. Your own 'best thinking' got you here, so you'd better get God and follow directions.” I'm told my God can be anything, anything at all with power higher than my own—“hell, even a doorknob,” an old-timer smirks, … Continue reading In the Market for a Maker
A Smashmatician Ponders Relative Time
Galileo and Newton measured linear time with pendulums and water clocks—and that type of time measurement is one I can wrap my head around. Einstein had more flexible ideas about time and relativity, and though I confess the physics of Einstein-time are fuzzier to me, there has to be something to it, just based on … Continue reading A Smashmatician Ponders Relative Time
Guest Post by Elena Grace (age 7)
Our daughter has this to say about traveling: Of course, I have to add the mom-commentary (is that a Mom-mentary?) that THIS may be the reason she gets carsick:
“Honey, out here we pronounce that ‘Iowa’…”
I actually got that response once, from an older lady (you know, probably about the age I am now) at a campground on the east coast, when I responded to her friendly where-ya-from by answering "Idaho." Unsure whether a third-grader were allowed to correct a Grownup, I defaulted by abruptly removing myself from the conversation, … Continue reading “Honey, out here we pronounce that ‘Iowa’…”
Asia Market: Our In-Town International Trip
Not unlike an Embassy, our local Asia Market reminds me of a small piece of foreign country surrounded by American soil. I am, of course, The Foreigner there--but by now I've earned my visa and might no longer be considered a tourist.Friday mornings the produce comes in--all the vegetables you won't find at WinCo or … Continue reading Asia Market: Our In-Town International Trip
Kana's Chronicles 