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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 that, but you forced me to come to terms with the fact that I am old-old and will exit said planet in the next few years. What else…or is that enough to hold against you for now? To do the final… Read More
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day. Best holiday of the year coming up. A chance to thoughtfully ponder one passage of time and eagerly anticipate the next with all of the possibilities therein. A time to recognize one’s fears of bad actors all across the planet and repent of personal failures, both big and small; a time to fashion a future to the best of one’s ability that looks with hope and… Read More
Once upon a time…in a lush island kingdom far far away, a princess married her prince, and with their cheering subjects’ approval and the encouragement of a herd of barking seals, they rode away on prancing white ponies accompanied by a most winsome gang of elves and gnomes and leprechauns and unicorns and dwarfs and mermaids and fairies, and one or two goblins and two trolls. They galloped over land and sea… Read More
Today, January 4, 2025, I declare that memorable year of 2024 over. Fini. Done. Expired. This morning, I’m bravely allowing in the sun, and playing Leonard Cohen as loudly as my state of mind requires. Soon I’ll add bits of sound from other sources. This soundscape thing is going to get me through the coming year. I declare it to be Survival Resource #1. Next post will fill you in on the… Read More
The reality of having my eldest son live in the Philippines is daunting in the sense that…I am seriously old… and the PI is a long ways away. At least 36 or more hours at best. This is me vulnerable and cranky and needy, okay? But, as with many things in life there’s an upside. This is me being Pollyanna. Scott comes home a couple of times a year and stays a… Read More
Posted April 26, 2024: This is the first post of 2024 (but harkening back to Christmas week of 2023 and bringing us on up to April 2024) closing out a major life passage, North Fourth Art Center. I’ve been writing my life from the perspective of being an active learning, traveling, working person for as long as I can remember. There are way too many journals, quite a lengthy blogging history, and… Read More
Posted Christmas 2023: And a Merry Holiday and Sane New Year to each and every one. Could 2024 surprise us and turn out to be less frightening than we anticipate? Unlikely, but I do so want to write a happy and hopeful post, a letter to family and friends that encourages us to keep trying in our own small ways to be decent human beings—to live by the golden rule of ‘doing… Read More
Posted July 19, 2023: 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… Read More
Cousin Audrey’s youngest daughter, Terri, is the lure that will always bring me back to MInnesota…even if Robert and Marsha permanently decamp to Florida some day. Terri seems to be a center around which the extended family of Hahns, Nesets, Tacks and more can revolve. Audrey is nearby in a nursing home but no longer able to be active physically or very present mentally. The eldest son Randy died some years ago,… Read More
That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.In me thou see’st the twilight of such dayAs after sunset fadeth in the west;Which by and by black night doth take away,Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest … Said Shakespeare, just in time for the birthday party. … Read More