When I first started to practice nursing, about 35 years ago, some people believed the old adage: “a nurse is a nurse.” Institutions, such as the one for which I worked at the time, implemented cross-training of the nursing staff so we could “float” to one unit or another and cover for short-staffing in a…
A lot of memories flooded my head when I was home last week visiting my parents in Western New York. This is the area in which I grew up – outside of Rochester, New York. My parents no longer live in the town where I went to high school but rather in an adjacent town,…
Introduction to Poetry Friday for November 15th, 2019. Usually, my poems do not rhyme. I am very comfortable with that and often surprise the school children I’ve worked with on poetry when I tell them that poetry does not have to rhyme. But, the other night, while lying in bed, wide awake for two hours,…
Today I learned via social media that a person had been hired to replace me in the position from which I resigned in early October. It came on the heels of seeing a press release that included a grant I had written and obtained for this same organization – a piece of independent work and…
On Saturday we were at our cabin in the Northwoods of Wisconsin and took a walk with our dog. We visited the small lake adjacent to ours – Stone Lake. The water was not yet frozen over. We could tell this because it looked like someone tried to ice fish and found it too slushy…
Yesterday, I made a batch of beef stew from scratch – no bottled sauces, or pre-fab taste enhancers – just good ole fashioned beef, carrots, potatoes, and onions. The beef was dusted in flour and the sauce was later thicked with some cornflower. It was on the stove, cooking in various stages from 1:30 –…
The month of October was pretty awesome for my blog! I didn’t change anything I was doing, so I am not sure what to attribute the success to, but I am grateful in any case! On October 8th, one of my blog posts from 2016 went crazy and had an additional 166 more views. The…
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This morning we cleaned, my son and I. We cleaned out his room and had much to enjoy! Who knew it would be so much fun? We laughed when we saw the dried-up tube of paint, its cap left slightly askew. I jumped when a plastic spider was found in a corner and sent my…
Since my work a week ago when I conducted a mini-lesson on writing Haiku at Wetland Education Days, I have been thinking a lot about writing. One of the most common questions I received from the students was whether their haiku needed to rhyme. Of course not, was my response! Flow trumps rhyme in poetry…