As a former Vermonter, i was used to Farmer’s Markets. My favorite thing to do on a Saturday Morning, in Burlington, Vermont, was to grab breakfast. Usually i bought a loaf of homemade bread & some cheese to go with it. i could eat it sitting on Church Street watching the people go by. The…
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he is worshipped
as he should be. i’ve yet to meet a cat that can tolerate belly rubs for long. this cat cannot get enough. He is usually spotted belly up. i thought this last image should be here, as he looks kingly.
her first music festival
This is day two. She walked into the art studio this morning, asking for my glitter. When i saw her, i thought, wow…before i say a word “mom, you should have seen how cool everyone looked yesterday.” and began to describe all that she had seen, or at least the best of it. i don’t…
a memoir of the zit queen (or my cure for zits)
my brothers called me that. Zit Queen…it wasn’t as though my face looked worse than anyone else’s my age, it was that i beat them both into puberty. However, nicknames stick. My twin brother gave me a great nickname…Aimbrain. How could i be offended by that? I was smarter than he was. Although he would…
Scotland & my history
The history of the stone according to Graeme, “It’s called the Sueno’s Stone. It’s a 9th century Pictish carved slab. The Picts were an ancient people from the east of Scotland…until the Vikings & the Irish Scots came along and wiped them out. i responded, “Irish Scots?! Who were they?” I consider Graeme to be…
last night changed everything.
i’ve tried, countless times, to explain what it is like to be a mom to my teenager daughters. i try to tell them what it feels like when they walk out the front door. i tell them they are taking a part of my heart with them when they walk out that door. nothing…
What do you say at a funeral?
“Rabbi Jonathan Miller of Temple Emanu-El in Birmingham, Alabama shares a recollection of ordinary people and his eulogies for them at the time of their death. The people remembered here were not famous. They were ordinary folks, like most of us. Brought together in a small Southern Jewish community, these ordinary people paint a pictures…
i share my balcony with the cats
i lost my garden when i moved out of the house. this shelf contains many of the things i kept in my art studio. there is a brown bear, a glow-in-the-dark alien, a yellow bird, Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson, a wild thing, spiderman birdhouse, star of David-can you see them? and tons of white rabbits…
there is no such thing as Domestic Violence.
Did the title get your attention? I hope so, i hope it felt like a punch to the gut to women & men who have been abused. The title is to catch attention of mothers, daughters, sisters, friends…we all have women in our lives, but we don’t know what goes on behind closed doors, but…
I am changing how we celebrate Hanukkah.
Pretty audacious, right? well, i am tired of tiptoeing around what is right & wrong with how to celebrate Hanukkah. i grew up in Vermont with two parents, my father is Jewish & my mother converted. We grew up celebrating both Christmas & Hanukkah. we got a Christmas tree. perhaps a day or two before Christmas….
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