Busting loose

I eat carefully to feel good and stay healthy; this means no dairy, no wheat, lots of fruits and vegetables (always organic), and no sugar. This is good for me; my blood pressure, my gut and my weight are happy.  I am not tempted to eat such things anymore, and enjoy an increasing commitment to.. read more →

No such thing as coincidence. . . .

Carolyn Myss PhD, the medical intuitive, has said something like,  “There are no such things as coincidences. Coincidences are for amateurs”.  In other words, everything in the universe is connected. I have found this to be true. This weekend is probably the last weekend on this planet for my daughter’s sister-in-law, who has been working.. read more →

Purging stuff.

Mother’s Day was different this year; I spent it purging. Ever since I left home at 17, I have been accumulating stuff: letters and photographs, books and clothes, newspapers and toys, records and old typewriters, furniture and dishes. My grandmothers impressed upon me the value of old things, of cherishing things and passing them on… read more →

Brandywine Festival: the Clash of ’83

Now that festival season is approaching, we are looking forward to Mt. Airy Fiddler’s Convention,  I found this composition I wrote, 35 years ago. Names have been left out to protect the innocent. (LOL.) *******************************  I don’t want to forget any marvelous times that I can remember when I was at the Brandywine Mountain Music.. read more →

Simple human thing

For most of my life, I have struggled to say the right thing. Growing up, I struggled to find the right thing to say that wouldn’t turn my mother into a raging beast, or bring down my father’s scorn. As a lactation consultant and a nurse, I struggled to find the right thing to say that.. read more →

The family linen stash.

Today, I got rid of 3 boxes full of antique yarns and threads, doilies, anitimicassars, dresser scarves, aprons, place mats, napkins and the like that belonged to my grandmother. This was her family stash. She was a notable needlewoman, having learned to do so because that’s what girls were expected to do in that era;.. read more →