18 – A Haiku. Once, you are eighteen Dreams Alive In Front of You Fully breathe it in An Ode to Eighteen. In mid-life, I realize and acknowledge that I have become a lot of things….. a mother a wife a daughter a sister a friend a nurse a teacher a writer a jewelry…
Towards the end of my schooling in Environmental Education and Interpretation, we had to take a 3 credit course in interpretive media design. It was not an easy course. The technicalities of the chosen software program, InDesign, part of the Adobe Creative Suite, were intricate and time-consuming to learn and use. However, that said, I…
Last Thursday I was lucky enough to go on a field trip to the Science Museum of Minnesota in St. Paul with my son’s art class. The high school anatomy class students were also in tow. For about 45 kids, mostly in grades 11-12, there were three teachers and two parent chaperones. I had not…
I do not know if I should be ashamed to admit that I have to work at being a good listener or not. Perhaps, it is admirable that I know I have to work at this trait, so I do. In any case, I think we can all use a reminder of what it takes…
Today. I accompanied my son’s art class to the Science Center of Minnesota located in the city of St. Paul. They currently have an exhibit called Body Worlds. Since my son is an art student and going to take human anatomy next semester, it was a trip he needed to go on. I, on the…
A couple of years ago I took issue with a post by another blogger about the unnecessity of being thanked for good deeds or small tokens, like a candy bar. I did not comment publically but was very dismayed. In essence, this author, who is an adult, said it didn’t matter if people said thank…
Today, when I considered what to write about I was torn between planned obsolescence and Schlumbergera. What?! Huh? I understand that both of these topics might look over the top, and, at least one of them is. Planned Obsolescence has been on my mind for over a month when I noticed that we could not…
