Broken For Beauty

The purchase of our house included a concrete patio.  The previous owner had placed several pieces on the concrete that drew your eye from one object to another.  We had none of that.  We were…

True or False

A few years ago I began to post articles on a blog. Last year I resigned. Fear crept in. I had eagerly signed up to write.  But after reading the blog I began to reconsider…

The Salesman

Recently I met with a salesman.  Usually such conversations fall to Honeydo, but he and I forgot about the appointment.  As I came home from a walk, a man with a clipboard was in my…

Sunday God

I grew up with a Sunday God.  We were a family of faithful churchgoers complete with a favorite pew. We socialized and made business contacts, gave to the building fund and prayed for others.  We…

Monotype Corsiva

Monotype Corsiva, the font this post is written in, is an elegant, but arduous type to read. It is the difficulty that will make this blog more meaningful. An article from the Harvard Business Review reprinted…

My Sister’s Gift

My sister and I grew up in the south. Upon graduation I once again settled in Big D.  My sister, having a more adventuresome spirit, lived here and there before finally settling in Arizona. She…

Let the Good Times Roll

Recently I was challenged to list experiences of joy in my life. The first one that surfaced involved our family of four driving across the desert to reach southern California.  Our car did not have…

Welcome

Welcome to my blog. I am excited to share my musings as I travel along with life. I hope you will journey with me. This dream has been percolating this past year. Could I, should…