So we’ve lived in Austin for five years now and at last we’re getting the “garage” space organized and the “stuff” put away in appropriate and permanent places. Okay, so we know all you neatnik friends are laughing, and yes we’ve seen your pristine garages with everything in its place and a place for everything! You are so flipping organized. Go ahead laugh at us – but none of you have a garage that is decking organized, now do you?
It’s about time you say? You have no idea! Continue reading →
I recently encountered an interesting discussion between a father and daughter that grabbed my attention and riveted me to the conversation. In a way, I found it a fascinating study in human behavior, yet simultaneously I was flooded with a sense of melancholy.
The father was evidently a man with a kind heart toward animals – with a greater regard for some than others – and it seemed his depth of compassion varied in intensity according to whichever species happened to be the underdog at the time, his sympathies always favoring the most defenseless creature. Let me expound. Continue reading →
Sunday again – how time flies! A whole week has slipped away since we rode around the model railway track in the steam train, just seven days ago. Time is forever illusive and marches on relentlessly and swiftly, sometimes as our friend when we would have it speed up through unpleasant circumstances – at other times our foe – when given the chance, we’d slow it down to savor the moment. Continue reading →
Our youngest grandson Nicholas is just 18 months and when we sing one of his favorite songs, he becomes extremely animated as he goes through the twisting motions of steering the bus. Then his face lights up and he laughs in obvious delight as he flings his little arms wide and then closes them again in perfect rhythm to the pretend doors flying open and snapping shut. We adults momentarily turn child-like as we sing the song and flail our arms in the air, completely oblivious to how ridiculous and juvenile we may appear to any onlookers. The grandparents are having way too much fun to care what others think! Continue reading →