A professional colleague posted this morning about the importance of learning/teaching soft skills. For that reason, this remains one of my favorite Juliet Rome Table Talk conversations (previously published May 18, 2022). Thank you, Christa, for sharing your gifts. My best balcony person played matchmaker for this Table Talk conversation…
I love Colorado. If J. and the altitude got along better, we might live there. I looked up through the skylight in the kitchen this morning to see the leaves on an old cottonwood tree more than 100 feet in the air shimmering like an aspen in the fall. They…
They skip along the upper rail of the Jenny Lind black-spindled DaVinci crib. Soft pine meets sore gums. Once more when I passed it this morning, I couldn’t bring myself to erase them with mother’s magic, a black Sharpie. They’re behind my why, the reason I love what I love…
Five encounters. A raised chain stitch through them all. A dear friend I have not seen nor talked to in nearly five years. She texted the link to a Gary Brecka (human biologist and former actuarial professional) video about health pillars like breathing and spending time outside … sun and…
It has been some time since we put miles and several days’ distance between us and home. Hard to leave family, work, home, the call of spring planting and all the worries and what ifs in the rearview mirror. Complicated with a rescue pup, whose home is the two of…
A handful of kindle books returned after reading a few pages, I picked up English Pastoral: An Inheritance, by James Rebanks, from the blue-and-white porcelain bowl where I stashed it to dust until sometime in the far future when I’d have time and glasses on to read a hard-copy book.…