"Topophilia -- our innate love of place, often shaped by sense and by memories." Rebecca Solnit When it comes to travel, I love good surprises. One of the best is falling in love with a place you didn't expect. I had visited New Orleans in the 1980s. We were on a college choir festival trip... Continue Reading →
Last night I had a scary dream. Not scary in the classic vampire or clown sense, but one where I was faced with making a choice. I won't go into details, there were two options with two people, and I went with the one that offered, ultimately, the thing I wanted the most even though... Continue Reading →
Growing up in a crafty household made it hard not to adopt a project mentality myself. My mother always had a project -- cooking, flower arranging, gardening, sewing, and later embroidery. She thought it was important I pick up some skills, too. Cooking (liked it), sewing (hated it), art (terrible at it), dance (pretty good... Continue Reading →
It's been a long time. Some of you remember me from Feed Me/Drink Me. Others from Hoosiers Ate My Brain. Still others know me through writing, editing, publishing, not for profit work, blogs, travel, food and wine. No matter how we are all connected, it's time to create a little good energy in the world. ... Continue Reading →
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Connecting. Creating. 