Taking the Show on the Road

look ye also

Posted by on Jan 4, 2017 in Casita Trailers, Travel, Uncategorized | 1 comment

look ye also

Greetings to you faithful readers who haven’t had anything to read since last May. Update:  Ben and I left Washington October 28 to pick up our new Casita trailer in Rice, Texas. Since then we’ve traveled 6,000 miles visiting family and friends. In the meantime, whenever I’ve had consistent access to wifi, I worked on creating a travel blog, a simple and straightforward site to share our travels. The new blog doesn’t contain the information about the life history business I hope to some day continue. Please check out...

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Hummingbirds and Rainbows

Posted by on Jun 14, 2016 in Casita Trailers, Downsizing, Featured, Travel, Uncategorized | 5 comments

Hummingbirds and Rainbows

A month ago, Ben woke up and said, “I’m ready to retire.” No preamble, no warning. There it was. All day I kept asking him if he was serious. He was serious. He recognized the treadmill, working without respite and getting nowhere. I’ve envisioned this day, but at the same time had let go of it happening. I didn’t know when he would make the decision. I knew for a long while though, that as much as we love living here, there was going to be the day we would need to make a change–hopefully before he worked...

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Who’s the Quack?

Posted by on Oct 31, 2015 in alternative health, Death, Featured, Food and Nutrition, Surgery | 2 comments

Who’s the Quack?

Friends got me a subscription to Reason Magazine. Last night I read an article titled, The Alternative Medicine Racket, A decades-long campaign of federal funding for quackery. I was stunned by the bias and lack of reason. You, my reader, don’t have the benefit of what they wrote to compare and contrast my argument, but you’ll get the gist. I woke up this morning and wrote the editor-in-chief and the two authors. I thought it worth sharing. “To: Todd Krainin, Stephanie Slade and Matt Walsh RE: The Alternative Medicine...

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Without integrity, you have nothing

Posted by on May 29, 2015 in Featured, Uncategorized | 7 comments

Without integrity, you have nothing

Five years ago an attorney drew up a protective trust for us. We don’t have a lot to protect, but we went to his seminar, listened to his shtick, and trusted him. After all, he went to my former church. I saw him interact with the youth group on a mission trip to Mexico. He’s a nice guy. Except for one thing. I’m not sure he is. I called Tuesday to ask a question and he was suddenly using different language. “Your assets aren’t protected,” he said, and then in a rhetorical-talking-out-loud question to...

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Take Good Care of Yourself

Posted by on May 25, 2015 in Featured, The Small Things | 4 comments

Take Good Care of Yourself

Four days after mom died March 4, 2011, I wrote a post titled “Momisms,” about those helpful, wise, and funny things mom used to say to me. The very first momism on the list wasn’t something she said to me in real life, but a message on a Dove dark chocolate wrapper. I had spontaneously picked up a chocolate in a bowl on the table and said, “Okay, mom, do you have a message for me?” (This was before I wrote “Momisms.”) I unwrapped the chocolate and read the message. She said, “Take good care of...

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Resistance and Distraction

Posted by on May 14, 2015 in Featured | 6 comments

Resistance and Distraction

I started this post in January–giving it only a title and nothing else, which is appropriate since I’ve been resisting writing and definitely been distracted. Then today my blog host sent me a reminder. You have to pay, remember? This isn’t gratis. What are you doing, slacker? Where’s the memoir, the one you said you were writing years ago? Where’s the pithy blog posts, the eagle photos, the talk of grief and love and missing your mother. Mom’s Christmas cactus still blooms every spring for Easter, her...

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The season of the eagle

Posted by on Jul 24, 2014 in Eagles, Family, Featured, Life Altering Events, Photography, Uncategorized | 4 comments

The season of the eagle

Ten minutes from my door is the entrance to a wonder of the world. It’s not the Grand Canyon of the west that calls to thousands of tourists each year, but for those of us who know and love this canyon carved by the Missoula Floods in the last ice age, it may as well be our own private Grand Canyon. There are those who would say, “Shhhh, don’t tell. We don’t want thousands of tourists crowding our canyon.” But it’s not that kind of place. It’s not a one time event, the canyon, like standing at the...

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Rich in all the ways that matter

Posted by on Apr 7, 2014 in Caregiving, Family, Featured, Gardening, The Small Things, Uncategorized | 7 comments

Rich in all the ways that matter

Yesterday Ben finished our two greenhouses which cover our two 4×4 raised beds. The greenhouses look like miniature white army tents, white plastic attached to 3/4 inch PVC pipe. They are a cross between a cloche, a small translucent covering for plants, and a greenhouse, typically a glass building that protects plants from the elements. Ours are plastic tents. Friends tell us they see little people, so I imagine they are for the little people dancing in our garden on summer nights. I’ve planted three different lettuce varieties,...

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A mess in March

Posted by on Mar 17, 2014 in Connecting Points, Death, Featured, Grief, Photography, Uncategorized | 7 comments

A mess in March

It’s been a long winter. So long that it’s hard to believe it’s actually spring. That’s because it’s March. Windy today, warm tomorrow, raining in an hour, snowing next week. It’s a mess in March. I planted collards and spinach, hoping they’ll germinate before we get a late freeze, common in May and early June. Collards and spinach, and other cold weather crops, will do fine once they are up. We lost our peaches last spring. I used to freeze the peaches and put them in smoothies all winter; this...

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Cracking the Code

Posted by on Feb 13, 2014 in Connecting Points, Death, Family, Featured, Uncategorized | 4 comments

Cracking the Code

When I was growing up, pink camellias grew along the north side of my childhood home in planter boxes snug against the lower story. Midsummer days when the temperatures soared into the 90s, humid and still, I would sit on the back stoop in the shade near the camellia plants. Other days, I would hang out with mom as she hung clothes on the clothesline a few feet away from the plants. I noticed them the most, however, when mom floated the blossoms in bowls of water. Mom enjoyed beauty, but other than that I didn’t attach much meaning to the...

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