Some Christmas tree ornaments do more than glow, they represent a gift of love given a long time ago. —Tom Baker This year our tree is a magnificent 12-foot, 6-inch Douglas Fir with near perfect shape. Fifteen-foot ceilings in our living room…
Just remember, in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows, lies a seed that with the sun’s love, in the spring, becomes the rose. —Bette Midler I was interviewing my colleague Rose for a newsletter story about her newly found passion for gardening.…
I have a few wrinkles and brown spots—we greet each other cordially in the mirror every morning. But does that mean I shouldn’t be allowed to feel contemporary, confident and sexy? —Lois Joy Johnson* Photo courtesy of Tony ❤️ 2020 No,…
Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.—Robert Brault Spring and summer in Baltimore are glorious. Of course the return to warmer weather is always welcome in any town. But…
“Use it up, wear it out, make do.”—New England proverb I’m sitting as usual enjoying my second cup of coffee as I began thinking about our dining room table. It’s not elegant or trendy. The top is scratched and the legs could use…
“The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of…we know the truth not only by the reason, but by the heart.”—Blaise Pascal As I walked Miles one cold Sunday afternoon recently at our favorite park, I was pondering my career and…
“Coda: a concluding segment of a piece of music, a dance, or a statement. It’s usually short and adds a final embellishment beyond a natural ending point.”—Vocabulary.com Here I am, on the precipice once again. Corporate job—over. Writing life—ready to resume. I’ve…
“Find something you’re passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it.”—Julia Childs Lana Lee Jones D’Agostino, July 18, 1955 – April 25, 2018 Friday, April 27, 2018. Lana, you’re missing the conversation about your life that’s happening as we listen to your…
Life doesn’t come with a manual. It comes with a mother. You would have turned 90 today. December 15 is the fine day you arrived, aptly named Joyce to herald in the joy of the Christmas season. I think of you every…