Halloween is here again. Even though fall is a precursor to winter, which I hate, there are many things to love about autumn. And Halloween is one of them. Who doesn’t love Halloween? Well, there are some who are opposed to it for religious reasons, but other than that, I think most people kind of get a kick out of seeing the kids in costume … Continue reading Happy Halloween
When I was a kid I had a recurring fantasy of wanting to live in the department store Montgomery Ward. I thought it would be ideal. Hanging out in the furniture department watching the big color TV’s would be great. There would be all different living rooms and comfy couches and chairs from which to choose. I liked the kitchens with the refrigerators with double panel … Continue reading Finding value at Montgomery Ward
Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel. – Oliver Wendell Holmes (1841-1935) We’ve long known that smell can trigger memories from yesteryear and with it strong emotion, because, well because we’ve experienced it. The brain research is relatively young. And of course it is confirming what we already know. The brain responds stronger, … Continue reading Sense of smell often triggers memories
When the music changes, so does the dance. –African proverb I didn’t go to my high school prom. Actually I went to only one school dance in high school. It was a sock hop. I didn’t have a date. I don’t remember if I went with some other girls or just met up with some girls when I got there. I spent most of the … Continue reading That one dance
Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple. –J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows I love, love, love the change of season from summer to fall. It sneaks up on me every year. It’s so hot in Atlanta, but in September it starts to cool down oh so subtly. Then one … Continue reading Celebrating the Autumnal Equinox
Our destination was a pink house at the end of a dusty road. When we arrived a three-legged dog would jump off the porch and run to greet us. He’d been hit by a vehicle some years before, thus losing a back leg. He didn’t seem to know he was one short. My family would get up early on a Sunday morning and get ready … Continue reading Pink House
Tower of Twins 