A Very Merry Unbirthday To You! There are two requirements, I’ve learned, to successful blogging: quality and quantity. So, how is yours truly doing about a year and a half into this blogging thing? I hope you believe that the quality of what I put out is...
The Church Of Beethoven. The next day, our tour guides, Linda and Jim, took us back to Santa Fe where we meandered up the Canyon Road art district. If you can’t find what you’re looking for in the way of art in its countless galleries, you may as well...
Truckin’ Like The Doodah Man. As Jane Austen’s novel, Pride And Prejudice, works so deliciously toward its satisfying conclusion, Mr. Darcy’s housekeeper says of Darcy’s sister, “. . . and so accomplished!-She plays and sings all day...
On The Road Again. It was a bleary eyed 6 a.m., only one day after I got back to Denver, when my trainer, Charlie, asked, “What was your favorite part of the trip to see your sister in Albuquerque?” Almost without thinking, I answered, “The St. James...
Still Jet Lagged After All These Days. Finally. This morning was better. I didn’t wake up until 4 a.m. Rather than-boing!-bolt upright, bright eyed, bushy tailed, and ready to be “up and at ’em” at 2:30. Yuck. So, rather than lying futilely...
