TIME AND PLACE

This summer vacation my friend Celia came to visit my Minnesota visit. We played: talking arguing teasing touristing eating. What a nice time it was. Here’s an album to prove it....

There is an old hymn/country song called “This Old House” by Stuart Hamblen? A few lines may jog old-old people’s memories. “Ain’t gonna need this house no longer/Ain’t gonna need this...

Growing up, we didn’t refer to the tree-filled acres around our house as the forest. We called it the woods. So even though forests blanket other places and regions, to me...

Just a few days ago I was writing about the Norway and the Nesets of olden times…and then some of the descendants appeared on my doorstep! Anne Hilde Neset, her daughter...

Once in a while, I feel in need of a political diatribe. First thing up in the morning, I prod my ancient limbs into movement, check with my brain to ensure...

April 2026. I am most content with life when regularly writing about its past, present and future. Yet, for three months now, words have failed me; the page or screen before...

Just when I vow to step back, take a deep breath, for a few hours view politics from afar, knowing (and not exactly forgetting) the horrors of so many lives: the...

And the last things I plan to say or show about that benighted year follows…and it’s almost all pictures. Holidays with family. Period. I’ve already talked about Thanksgiving in Austin and...

Be gone with you 2025. You oversaw the inauguration of a fascist clown—bad idea. And allowed him to harass the entire planet all year long. You should be ashamed. Not only...