
It’s a world of laughter A world of tears It’s a world of hopes And a world of fears There’s so much that we share That it’s time we’re aware It’s a small world after all It’s Sunday and I’m doing the not-work-work kinds of activities I usually do on Sundays (work-work meaning both North Fourth things and writing The Book. Laundry; a big breakfast of fried potatoes, scrambled egg, toast and… Read More
Well…so today hasn’t been as rewarding as yesterday. It’s like that isn’t it? Up-and-down ad nauseam. It’s okay though. Did some transcribing of old notes into computer, baked a potato, pulled down my shades to make the sun go away, read awhile, watching “Homeland” now. It is a huge treat in my life these days to have friend Pat at Carr Imaging restoring, arranging and mounting my old photos. It’s giving me… Read More
I am a New Mexican. Michelle Lujan Grisham has inspired me to drop my Minnesotan-label for awhile and simply bask in the prideful glow of having a governor who appears to be doing it all right. Or at least controlling the aspects of this coronavirus horror that are controllable. Of course nothing is absolutely foreseeable in this situation so no matter what any one of us, leader or otherwise, does the world… Read More
But first the prologue. When I posted this mundane picture and wrote what is basically a book recommendation, it was February 2020 and Covid-19 had just been reported as an issue of international concern. I certainly wasn’t worried however; I had managed to make it through my “year of becoming old-old” and felt inspired enough to slog on for awhile. Family and work were fine; trips were planned…what could possible go wrong…. Read More
I’m cheating…this post was written in 2020 but it feels more 2019-like. Except for including Scott’s 60th birthday preview…and he would vehemently deny being a year older than his already advanced age. What is wrong with me…cannot seem to finish 2019…tonight I must. A few words, a few photos and 2019 will truly go away. Fini. Exhausted. Done and Dusted. All that. My family and friends and work are fine. Except for… Read More
At the end of each year, the blog posts thereof become a book. I suppose it is a way of being a ‘published author’ (in case I never finish the-book-I-am-presently-writing). Blogging has also become one of my many forms of journaling and the resulting books are mainly old fashioned paper products for my grandchildren to peruse in years ahead—exclaiming over the fact I was not always the crone in a corner at… Read More
It is the best of all winter holiday weather, a steady soft snow for hours, not so cold (around 30°), and the world, or at least my corner of it, is perfectly quiet. Dipping back into the serious business of Writing The Book today. Breaking for a late brunch of ‘Costco.’ Panko-breaded shrimp leftover from last night’s ‘dinner’ and Kirkland Irish Cream Liquor. Can only have a tiny bit as I have… Read More
Last post of last days of last trip of 2019. I admit to wimping out on our day and one-half in Istanbul. I did spend a spectacular few days there in 2011. Go to https://mneset.me/2011/09/25/bus-about/ for my pictures to prove it! If I appear ever so slightly defensive it’s because I probably should be embarrassed that the highlight of this last day of this major trip for me was visiting LC Waikiki,… Read More
The trip was winding down by the time we reached Almaty. I’ve already posted photos of my very fine borscht plus fat and dumplings meal. (https://mneset.me/2019/09/26/on-the-trail-of-borscht-and-dumplings/.The) next day we actually made it to the Kazakhstan Museum of Arts. I was primarily interested in paintings from this last century and was not disappointed. There was a good collection of work reflecting Kazakhstan’s nomadic steppe cultures, its Russian and Soviet heritage, and its place… Read More