Book report #25 (2022)

The Growing Season, by Nelson Boschman. Pub 2022 I find myself in contemplative mood a lot these days, and in recent months feeling drawn to consider some spiritual additions to my daily life. Perhaps for the ritual, but more I think for answers to "why" and "what else" questions. Reading The Madness of Grief was perhaps a... Continue Reading →

Book report extra #4* (2022)

A Lethal Lesson, by Iona Whishaw. Pub 2021 In Book 8 in the Lane Winslow series, the Darlings have returned from their honeymoon and are starting their lives together in King’s Cove when – of course – mysteries begin. As Christmas approaches, a local schoolteacher is found unconscious amidst the wreckage of her own house... Continue Reading →

Item #29: Salt Rock

Today brought a few reminders that I’m way behind on my 100 objects project. The second occurred when I looked back at my list so far and saw that it seemed that I’d missed a number in my inventory, resulting in a review of all items and several trips down memory lanes, cul-de-sacs, and back... Continue Reading →

Early experiences in science

April 27th is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 71st birthday. Time for another story with him. Pop did his PhD in the mid- to late-Seventies, on the topic of cocaine. Specifically, the study looked at the effects of coca leaf extracts on the physiology of rats, as a way to understand... Continue Reading →

Item #22: Wrapping Paper

  I wouldn't normally count a consumable item like this as an object, but I have had this one for at least 15 years, so like my old highlighter pen, this item has become an object. This roll of wrapping paper was originally purchased in the early 'naughts, for the purpose of wrapping a very... Continue Reading →

Item #3: Jumping Dog

You've probably seen one of these before: a plush, mechanical dog that walks a few steps, slowly sits down and then - WOOSH - does a backflip, lands on it's feet and starts again (occasionally, it lands on its side or head, and then just flails its legs about until you rescue it). In earlier... Continue Reading →

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