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Hidden Gems

  What do you see? A mini forest butts up to the deck. Tree branches spread their arms and create a wall of lush green and amber. Invisible birds call to one another, making flickering sounds as they land and take off from the thick foliage. Life is in full bloom...

Lov’in those Donkeys and Elephants

I’m writing this on November 4, 2024, and predict a dead heat over the next few weeks until all the votes are counted. We’ve been inundated with dire predictions, biased rhetoric, lies passing as news, and news confusing everyone. I’m heartened that the voting turnout...

Rebel with a Cause

My boss once called me “oppositional.” And she was right, because I am. But I like to say I’m an independent thinker, someone who dares to tell anyone who will listen, “The Emperor has no clothes!” when the old boy is stark naked.. The Food Empire There are many...

I’m B…A…C…K!

  It’s Been a While Since I last posted, I returned to Tennessee for three weeks to get my Southern home ready for an anticipated winter stay in what is definitely God’s country. Sure, I’ve stayed in cabins in the Adirondack mountains, paddled North Country...

A MUST See (now)

  Those of you who follow me know I’m a huge fan of The Food Revolution. Their organization presents facts based on peer-reviewed research. A Grim Future No doubt there are other factors at work  in the destruction of our planet, food supply, and our bodies, but...

God’s Sense of Humor

  It sounded like one of those bucket list items when my friend, Debra Kostiw, asked me to play the part of her demented mother in a “few videos.” Debra is a certified educator on Alzheimer’s and other dementias, giving lectures and training health care...

Really?

  She was young enough to be my granddaughter, it seemed too young to be a physical therapist supervisor, yet she was competent and empathetic. I say “empathetic” because she didn’t flinch when I blew up when being asked for the umpteenth time during my pre and...

Ceasefire

    What’s your Paradigm? Visiting is one thing. Spending months in another part of America is another—like coming from the third largest city in a blue state to a small rural city in a red state. While I love Rochester, where I was born and raised, I fell...

My Tennessee Saga

As far as sweaters go, I bought it because it was cheap, white and comfy. During my stay in Tennessee, I needed something nondescript to add to my limited travel wardrobe, and this little number in Walmart fit the bill. I checked it out with my other purchases and...

The Soul of Culture

I once thought I’d like to become a musicologist. It’s a fascinating field that studies music, how music came to be, and how it interacts within cultures. I think a good musicologist must be part musician, part historian, and part anthropologist. I remember reading an...