Hej fra Humlebæk

Indeed, Hej fra Humlebæk! I am back two years later almost to the day to visit Anton, Carla, Anne Marie, and Hans Christian. My first visit for Anton’s graduation from gymnasium was wonderful, and now, returning again to their beautiful little village on the coast is as tremendous as the first time, but having aContinue reading “Hej fra Humlebæk”

Prayers and Promises

Hello on another rainy evening in Pennsylvania, While I asserted we needed some substantial rain back in April, when showers are expected, it is now mid-June and the showers, drizzle, downpours, and incessant forms of precipitation continue. There have been flood warnings more than once, and yet, on a positive note, things are as greenContinue reading “Prayers and Promises”

Harmony: Difficult to Create; Harder to Maintain

Hello from the Former F&F, now Cafe Martha, It’s a day off with an actual feeling of solitude, something that is difficult to come by as of late, and for a number of reasons. Retired life seems anything, but, and yet there is a freedom, even in the busyness of lately, perhaps because I knowContinue reading “Harmony: Difficult to Create; Harder to Maintain”

Faith, Piety, and Practice

Hello from a McDonalds on Interstate 80, I am on my way to a pinning ceremony for a former Lock Haven student, one of the more incredible students I ever had the opportunity to have in my class(es). She ended up with me by accident when I took over a class at a sister institutionContinue reading “Faith, Piety, and Practice”

Consistently Inconsistent

Hello on an atypical Saturday afternoon, When I first started this post we were about 1/2 the way through April, and rapidly approaching the Easter weekend. I had attended the PMEA State Choral concert in the Poconos. The picture is from our drive. It appeared and seemed anything but Spring, as the photo above illustrates.Continue reading “Consistently Inconsistent”

In Media Res

Hello from the diner, It’s been a bit since I stopped in for breakfast, as the BK group has become the morning habit. And yet the diner is where I can find the closest thing to where my comfort breakfast is available. This simple fare of poached eggs and toast are what I still rememberContinue reading “In Media Res”