My mental vacation continued this week with a day of actual vacation. I took Friday off to extend my Memorial Day weekend to four days.
Category: indie
It was the week that felt like a year. It started very well with an intimate evening of music, listening to Eddie Jobson and Marc
I’m beginning to suspect that really, there is no such thing as a “normal” week–or even one that falls neatly into the expectations of what
I’ve seen pictures of this tenacious tree a number of times over the years, so this week I figured it was time to share it.
One of my biggest challenges recently has been to recognize that I have a new, different “normal”. I’m moving more slowly, with more aches; I’m
I keep imagining I’ll get back on the pace of writing several thousand words in a week, and keep watching my weeks slip through my
The irony of the years I’ve lived in the DC suburbs is that for as anti-team-sports as I am in general, I’ve participated in office