The Globeat“The Daily News Building” It was raining, we were staying next door, on 42nd Street, and I was on a mission to find a View From the Road, which I never located; but this moment is why I love the road. I was drawn to the exterior of the building, and chilly…
My Father and Me In all fairness, I cannot imagine who will care about this post, but I cannot help myself. This is a piece of a newsletter from Puerto Rico, in the mid-1960’s, when we lived on the island. Honestly, I wish I had the entire article, posted on the flip side, which deals…
Change is GoodRight Definition of ephemera:1 something of no lasting significance —usually used in plural2 ephemera plural: paper items (such as posters, broadsides, and tickets) that were originally meant to be discarded after use but have since become collectible ~ Merriam Webster ~ Perfect Post Cards – Picture and a Thousand Words is changing.…
National Park Week I cannot say enough about the National Parks, in the United States – the system covers everything from historical homes to national seashores, and a visit to any one of the parks will both entertain and enlighten. This month you can visit a park for free! On April 20, 2019, all National…
To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ Love of Winter by George Wesley Bellows Okay, I am never going to love winter, but I do love this painting by George Wesley Bellows, who was born and raised in Columbus, Ohio. I…
Broken Beauty Can there be beauty in brokenness? I believe there can be and is; and I also believe that beauty is not just in the eye of the beholder. When I bought this orchid, the stem was not bent; though a bent stem would not have been enough of an issue to disqualify the…
The Zimmerman House At Least the Exterior I love touring historic homes, there is always something of interest, whether the home is historic because of its occupants or architect matters not all to me. Last month, we took Christine, who is an outstanding student of architecture, to see the Zimmerman House. I must say, we…
The Sun Rising in Maine I love the ocean. I do not know why I do not feature it more often, on these pages, or why I do not spend more time on the beach. This is a series of photographs inspired by Christine’s desire to see the sunrise in Maine.
Taking Advantage of the Sun Kate spotted this turtle sitting on a rock, warming up a bit; and then noticed that he was not alone. Sure enough, there was a lizard, sitting on the bank of the canal, also sunbathing, as well!
It Cannot All Be Relative, Can It
You cannot copy content of this page
