Today, I’m going to share a way to avoid writer’s block and have a good time doing so. Writer’s block is that evil thing that keeps you from translating the stories in your head into words on the page. It occurs at the most inconvenient time and it is an annoying plague for most writers. […]

Last night, I went with my friends Amy, Bev, and Jo to watch the Buffalo Bisons (Buffalo’s AAA baseball team) play against the Scranton/Wilkes-Barre RailRiders. Following the game, we were treated to music with the Buffalo Philharmonic Orchestra and Chorus, as well as a display of fireworks.  This morning, I went to watch and photograph

Note: On August 1st, 2015, I started on a 366-day photography project. Every day for a year, I am committed to taking at least one photograph. I am now in my last month of the project. It has been an amazing adventure in documenting my world. Some of the things that I have taken pictures of

I feel fortunate to live near the Niagara River. In fact, because I live on an island, I am surrounded by the river. No matter which direction I go, eventually, I will reach the river. On Friday, I headed south to Beaver Island State Park for a plein air painting class, organized by George Smith

It’s time for the July Ultimate Blog challenge! Today is the first day of the July Ultimate Blog challenge, so I thought that I would start off with a bit of fun, featuring some chickens. One day, a chicken went to the library. Well, OK, he was a rooster. He walked around the library, crowing with

Note: It is summer again. The world that I share now is bright and colorful, full of dramatic colors. The pastels of spring are finished. They were sheer delight but fleeting. That is one of the reasons for taking photographs… to capture those fleeting moments.  It is warmer now, and I keep myself busy in people’s

Note: In my last post, a sample of the photographs that I took during week 46 of my 366-day photography project, I focused on the world of the garden. Today, I continue to focus on the smaller, more intimate world of the garden. So I will share a somewhat fanciful, not very scientific poem about the

On Sunday, June 12th, after an all-night bus trip, I returned home. Back to my garden. Back to all of the gardens that I tend. The walk in Illinois had been good. I enjoyed walking through countryside. It was good to see friends and to make new ones. I am very happy that I went

Sunday, June 5th. It was time to get ready to go for my Big Adventure, the De-incarceration walk with Voices for Creative Nonviolence in Illinois. I had to say good bye to my garden and to home. I had arranged to spend a week away, exploring different scenery and sharing a message about the foolishness

The last Sunday in May was warm, wonderful, and full of color. For me, just sheer delight. Spring is my favorite season because it is the season of rebirth and of beautiful pastel colors. By the end of May, the trees are dressed in green, and some of them are still flowering. Plants grow through