Do you hear what I hear?

Do you hear what I hear?

In Canada, it was often the basement. Sans basements, it’s often the garage. Or the spare room. Or the closets. Or maybe it’s that convenience icon of the American dream – the famous rented storage unit containing possessions not seen since who knows when, but for...
To the Heights!

To the Heights!

A well-known Real Estate mantra is: Location! Location! Location! For example, to buy a house in Little Rock, Arkansas, the average per square foot price is $81; in Dallas, Texas, it’s $185; in Venice, California, it’s $1320; in Manhattan, NY, it’s $1800 (for an...
Name that Tune

Name that Tune

If I’m in a store (do you remember doing that back in the day?) there’s pretty much always background music being piped in to slow you up for a better, more in-depth appreciation of the presented wares and to make you subconsciously happy enough to come back again...
Turn that Down!

Turn that Down!

It was a fateful day in the Garden. The catastrophic disruption of the created order unleashed an avalanche of breakage. Discordant clamor arose, drowning out creation’s melody, its harmonies. Animals had to be sacrificed to cover the now-shaming nakedness of...
Singing?  Is That Singing?

Singing? Is That Singing?

I can see it now – the headlines in the Garden of Eden Tribune: Serpent Seduction results in Innocence Interrupted. The article reads: “Yesterday, when the sun reached its peak in the cloud-free sky, the birds and the animals reported a change in the air, something...
Unwrapping the Gift of Jesus

Unwrapping the Gift of Jesus

In the olden days, back when I was a boy, most clothing came in a box: shirts, pants, dresses, shoes, socks, gloves, scarves, unmentionables, etc. Wrapping gifts was a breeze with these precise rectangles. But sometimes, to up the ante on surprise, it was fun to...
Have a Heart

Have a Heart

There’s an annual phenomenon afoot this month. It’s February and we’ve again become a nation of pink. Pink is everywhere in stores advertising all the essentials for the celebration, this weekend, of the heart, of love, of all things sweet. The universal symbol for...
Could someone please turn the lights back on?

Could someone please turn the lights back on?

Has anything changed in your life these past twelve months? I know – really dumb question. More to the point, what still exists of your pre-COVID lifestyle? What habits have been interrupted? What joys have been dimmed? What people and celebrations have been...
Sorry to keep you!

Sorry to keep you!

Have you ever spent a day at a spa? Or a morning or afternoon? It’s very popularity, I think, is that it provides a legitimate slow-down, a break from the routine, an occasion to soak up some pampering, to buck the workaday rush-out-the-door with decadent, scented...
Remember when?

Remember when?

Before words, it’s expressed through loud crying (very loud crying!), red faces and crocodile tears. When words emerge, it’s expressed more distinctly, but no less loudly: “MINE!” and later, in a few more words: “IT’S NOT FAIR!” These are the unpolished, vociferous...

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