Beauty in the Musty

I love books.  I should expand on that thought and say that I love actual books.  I have an e-reader and I think it’s pretty cool to be able to read a download…but I can’t fool myself into thinking it’s … Continue reading

Back to Watermelon Sugar

My cousin gave a copy of this book to my mother back in the early 1970’s.  She read it…and later let me read it.  I was pretty young and unformed at the time…and this story of the commune Ideath had … Continue reading

stacking marbles

  I’ve been writing this blog every morning for less than a month.  At this point, it hasn’t been a marathon yet…more like one of the half mile races I used to attack with mediocrity….going into the final curve….sucking wind … Continue reading

the freedom of repetition

Six days a week, I make the same lunch and carry it to work.  I know that the chips are in the basket on top of the refrigerator, the juice is in the door of the refrigerator, the cold pack … Continue reading

road trip

One of the best things I think we’ve been able to give our children is the experience of seeing that there’s something else on the other side of the fence.  Our road trips, whether across the country…down and back again….or … Continue reading

THE ONLY SITE WITH A CONFUSING NAME ON MY COMPUTER

When I see my wife sitting at our computer….and then I hear her say, “WHAT’S THIS?!!! WHAT IS THIS?!!!” ….I know something is up. Unless I’ve visited some site featuring  illegal, filmed with a webcam in a Chinese or Russian … Continue reading

guitars and forks

I’ve been playing guitar almost as long as I have known how to use a fork. You would think that I’d be a lot better guitar player than I am after 37 years…you’d think I’d be a gourmand after 50 … Continue reading

More than what it’s made of

In the 1970’s, there was a slew of books about owner built, funky, human scale houses. Everything was geared to reflect the personality and spirit of the builder…and the builders of these homes were not hobbled by normal constraints like … Continue reading

what kind of people?

There is an old story about a fellow who went to a small town with the thought of moving his family there. “What kind of people live around here?” he asked the attendant at the local gas station. “Well,” the … Continue reading

SHE DIDN’T KNOW SHE COULDN’T DO IT

Dolly Freed, future rocket scientist and 17 year old possibility thinker, wrote and published this book about living off the land and living her own way  in 1978…so I guess that means that “Dolly Freed” (a pseudonym) was “green” before … Continue reading