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This blog, Time and Place, is my respectable journal. The one where I try to write in complete sentences and post photos that are good-enough. I’m an obsessive recorder of life so I have other journals and calendar books and diaries and big ones and small ones and half-filled-in ones. Upon my death they can all be buried in the back yard…EXCEPT the blog book comprised of all my posts for some… Read More
Tim and Greg go aerial for FOUR @ N. FOURTH “Art is not to do with the practical side of making a living. It’s to live a fuller human life.” (Henry Moore). I was looking for a quote that related the way I feel about my life as an arts administrator—money not being the driving force. Old dogs and new tricks. You know that one, right? Can’t teach ‘em. My career in… Read More
Son Scott came “home” for a week in June before his relocation to an island called Busuanga in the Philippines. This morning Scott and Sandra left from LAX for Manila. To be followed by a ferry to their island…and they’ll be home. More about that later. Son Steven turned 60 while Scott was home. And here they are in plant-rescue mode. Since Scott intends to be an organic gardener in his new… Read More
“If you must have motivation, think of your paycheck on Friday.” Noel Coward said that. I’m lucky I suppose. It was never my paycheck that inspired me to go to work; most of the time I found great satisfaction in what I was doing (although of course the paycheck had to be there when all was said and done), always in a creative arena or offering small supports for lives in trouble. Now… Read More
This post is about Work. All work but mostly my work. I looked up some work quotes to enjoy. The beginning is the most important part of work. Plato I have realized how much I like to work…not puttering about the house, raking the leaves, or making better lunches. Not that those aren’t good pursuits, but for me they are vastly more enjoyable when you must do them after work (the paid/’gotta… Read More
On our summer vacation, Celia, Sara and I were scheduled to be in Kruger National Park in South Africa yesterday. At least we were in Plan A. I think that had changed to Lilongwe, Malawi in Plan B. However, as you all know the world has reverted to Plan X…so instead I went to MVD NOW to renew my driver’s license.
Yesterday’s post was all about my need for rain. So it rained last night…that was after I ran naked and screaming ‘let there be rain’ through the streets, in and out of the traffic, into the gas station for a Twinkie…up Eubank to Montgomery…knocked on Scarpa’s door for a take-out pizza (which got all soggy on the way home). Maybe I didn’t do that. But it did rain. I couldn’t find just… Read More
More time on bosque walks. Many delicious quotes and poems. Many photos. Many miles. Another morning in the woods tomorrow. This pathway through the pandemic. “With the first step, the number of shapes the walk might take is infinite, but then the walk begins to define itself as it goes along, though freedom remains total with each step: any tempting side road can be turned into an impulse, or any wild patch of woods… Read More