Hi, Folks, There’s an item that appears on my to-do list, day-after-day, that I know I need to do, but I just don’t get it done. It seems that a common consequence of the sequestration we’re experiencing is a lack of motivation. Much advice about how to overcome this is readily available on the internet
Hi, Folks, Remembering the loud braying of these orange-faced geese on the Parkway, and considering the contents and style of much of the 24 hour cable news cycle, brought to mind the prose poem “Desiderata”*. Written in the 1920s by Max Ehrmann, “Desiderata” was my father’s favorite poem. Dad kept it on the wall in
Hi, Folks, This black-tailed mule deer wading at the edge of the American River was solitary, but seemed purposeful as he made his way through the shallows. The many deer who live on the Parkway are typically life-long residents. Unlike their cousins in the foothills, they “shelter in place” year-round and find no need to
Hi, Folks, Here we are, probably feeling confined, but still with choices to make. I intend to give some thought to what it is, when we are free of these limitations, that I’ll stop doing, start doing, or do differently because of what we’re now experiencing. A quote from Necole Stephens* helps to inspire that
