Hello, God?

I like to think of myself as a tough old gal. “See the hill. Take the hill,” as my Lt. Colonel father would have said. I recently made a decision that holds the promise of adventure ahead. Was I up to it? Would everything work out? Or had I made a blunder?...

Hidden Boat

Years ago, I came upon a quirky piece of art. At first glance, it looked like a picture made up of thousands of shards of colored pieces. Colorful, but where was the artistry? (Clearly, I’m not a fan of modern art. I like an apple to look like an apple.) The more I...