The promise of the seasons

The promise of the seasons

These days, at least in southeastern Virginia, nature has been putting on the annual color extravaganza with leaves flashing out from their varied shades of green into stunning reds, oranges, yellows, ochres, rusts, and burgundies. It never gets old, this glorious...
And the story continues

And the story continues

I felt it was a bit over-dramatic the first few times I heard it. At the beginning of my time inFrance, in response to some comment I would make, a French person would reply withsomething like, “You don’t understand. We bear the centuries-old weight of our people.”...
Life, Then and Now

Life, Then and Now

A little sympathy, please. Life is, as promised, not always a walk in the park. But, if you are differently gifted, aka left-handed, the difficulties are multiplied. The right-handed majority lives blithely oblivious of the repeated indignities endured by their...