Have you ever picked up a bottle of salad dressing or jelly or ketchup at someone’s house only to notice it has expired? What did you do? Did you blurt out, “this is expired?” Did you use it anyway, figuring it wouldn’t hurt you? But then, said nothing to your host. Did you quietly put…
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Calling All Oriole Fans
Oh, did you think I meant the baseball team, The Orioles? There was a time I liked them, too. A long time ago, when I lived outside of Baltimore and Cal Ripken was just starting his family, living North of the city in horse country. I even went to a game or two with co-workers…
Slice of Life: Anxiety vs. Relaxation
Today’s post is truly a slice of my life. I am buried in work for my grad class on Advanced Interpretive Media Design. This will probably be the most busy week of the summer for me. My final project is due, along with the regular week’s worth of assignments. So far I am not all…
Silent Sunday: Picking Cherries
Looking for You, My Brother
Clark, I have been looking for you. It has been eight long weeks now, at least that is what the humans will say. Many dark nights, the rooms only illuminated by the moon or a light left on accidentally, looking. Up and down, all over the house and garage, in all your favorite places, I…
The Grocery Store Chaos
I have to admit that grocery stores have always been somewhat of an obsession with me. It probably began when I was a little girl and shopped regularly on Friday nights in what was then the flagship store of the now extremely successful Wegmans Food Markets found in the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic States. When we…
Life Long Learning
There is no doubt that I am a life long learner! In the midst of obtaining a second master’s degree, twenty-five years after my first in an arguably different discipline, very few could accuse me of not being committed to learning and growing through my life thus far. Taking graduate courses during the school year,…
The Intangible Honesty Box
My husband grew up selling concord grapes at a roadside stand. His family had several rows of grapes that were still producing when we started dating thirty – three years ago. From what I understand, the grapes would be picked and placed on a table or stand in the front yard, near the joining of…
Has Education Become a Game? A Call for Action.
Right now, I find myself in a place where I have to stop trying to make a difference. I have realized that I cannot win this game. This year I spoke out about some teaching practices and administrative decisions that I disagreed with from my perspective as a parent and student advocate. I spoke out,…
Life of a Garden Club, A Poem
via Daily Prompt: Survive Evergreen Garden Club. Founded September 2004 – Concluded May 2017. The Life of a Garden Club that is Evergreen, Twelve is the times the Butterfly Garden has been planted by students unseen The Monarch Way Station Sign is seen but not read, signaling a special precaution to those who truly care:…