As I write this blog, I am aware that I constantly change my reason for writing. More and more I want to pass on information to my children and grandchildren and remind them — and me — of the significance of various events in our lives. For those who do not know us, son number one is Al, who lives with his wife Gody and four sons in Manassas VA. Kate is daughter number one. She and Ron live quite close, with their three boys and one girl. Daughter number two is Liz, who lives with Jeff and their three girls and two boys about an hour from us. Son number two is Andrew. He lives with his wife Marcie and three daughters and three sons in Rockville MD. Lucy rounds out the group with her husband Peter, two daughters and two sons. They also live pretty close.
Plans for the summer.
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Every morning as I drink my first coffee, I read about what is going on in
the world. Every morning some new disaster has been reported. Life is not
pla...
Zo’s Ark
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Oh, chaotic doesn’t even start to describe it. The mouse problem has not
gone away after all, but there’s no sign of them except for them eating the
waste ...
The Brain.
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What a fascinating organ it is. And for all the research I understand
there is still so much we don't know about it.
Can you stop your brain from think...
Earth Day 2024 ~
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I've never had luck growing beautiful hellebores in my garden, or
delphiniums, lupins, euphorbia, Japanese anemones . . . . . and many more
plants...
Golden Girl
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We celebrated my dear friend Judith Boyd’s 80th birthday in Palm Springs
last weekend. Here are some shots of her golden birthday outfit.
The post Golden...
Saturday 9
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Welcome to Saturday: 9. What we've committed to our readers is that we will
post 9 questions every Saturday. Sometimes the post will have a theme, and
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On a break
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This blog started as a way to fill time at a job at which I was woefully
underused. Things have changed in the nearly four years since I started
this. I ha...
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