Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
Since I live in Colorado, I'm always on the lookout for wildlife. I've spotted them on hikes, while skiing, or through a car window. Prehistoric porcupines, bear, elk, common deer, bighorn sheep, you name it. But this year, my wild life has gotten wilder. Several otherwise elusive creatures have made appearances in the most unlikely... Continue Reading →
In 1893, Patty and Mildred Hill composed the Good Morning Song and sang it to Patty's kindergarten class. In 1922, the sisters published the Everyday Song Book containing the Good Morning and Birthday Song. The Summy Company bought the rights in 1935. For the next eighty years royalties have been collected for singing the popular tune. When Warner/Chappell bought... Continue Reading →
This Mother's Day, I look back at simpler times and honor my own mother who set the bar pretty high. She is still there to listen to me. When I visit, she pulls out her well-worn cookbooks and concocts gourmet meals. The last time, she made boccone dolce, a layered dessert of meringue and chocolatey... Continue Reading →
Desiccated leaves, dismembered from branches, rot in the dying light and crunch like brittle bones under my boots. The wind whispers ghostly verses of songs sung long ago. Halloween is approaching. It’s time to get your creepy on. “How do I do that?” you may ask. Sometimes eating candy corn and slaying a few pumpkins... Continue Reading →
Why do I love Halloween? As an artist, this holiday serves as a canvas for my creative imagination. Shakespeare said, “All the world’s a stage.” My stage is a little creepier than most. This year’s setting evokes a dark theme. With bold strokes, my home has transformed into a haunted castle where vampires lurk and... Continue Reading →
The relationship with our mothers is the most powerful bond we’ll experience. They have the ability to lift us up from the ground or to put us in our place. It doesn’t matter how old we are, we as children still seek approval. Nothing makes our hearts sing more than the words, “You can do... Continue Reading →
This is a photograph of my parents at their breakfast table. After being married for 56 years and weathering all kinds of storms, they sit quietly and enjoy each other’s company. My father celebrated his 87th birthday two weeks ago and my mother will be 83 on Saturday. I took this photograph while back in... Continue Reading →
ACT I While my husband Danny drives us down the highway after our Valentine date, I wax philosophical. Philosophy is not one of Danny’s strong suits. Me: I wish I could get over the whole, “I want everyone to like me,” thing. Danny: So do I. Me: I bet I’m not the only writer... Continue Reading →
Hanging out with the California girls - Debra Kristi, Debra Eve, Lynn Kelley, August McLaughlin and me. We can't keep our hands off Thor. I found Debra Kristi's blog through her Immortal Mondays where she covers many different types of legends, myths and folklore. I met Debra in person while visiting California. She introduced me to... Continue Reading →
‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, the family was out. Woke up at 6:00. Left @ 6:30 - Gone Shreddin. Love Kelly. Call meh for da plan. High 4! The stockings were emptied, what remained were the hooks, The only memory of Santa had been read... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 