I was Fourteen . . . Tin soldiers and . . .

Hello from my kitchen on a Sunday morning, I went to bed early last night and slept pretty well. Up once around 2:00, but this time I was able to go back to sleep somewhat quickly and slept until about 6:30. As usual, I did some reading and some praying. After some morning preparations forContinue reading “I was Fourteen . . . Tin soldiers and . . .”

Words and the Ethical Dimension of Power

Hello from my study, Another day, more time in front of the computer. More time on the phone. More time on text messaging, and more time trying to manage the needs on both sides of this remote equation. It is sometimes comical and simultaneously touching. It is sometimes tiring and overwhelming; and sometimes it isContinue reading “Words and the Ethical Dimension of Power”

When Pointing Fingers . . . Perhaps Only at Ourselves

Hello from the kitchen, The routine is set, at least for the most part. I get up and make my bed before I do almost anything else. I have been that way for most of my life, so that is nothing new. I walk to my bathroom, shower and get ready for my day. SometimesContinue reading “When Pointing Fingers . . . Perhaps Only at Ourselves”

Unexpected Opportunities

Hello from my kitchen table, I am back home and breakfast is in the oven, yet another version of a frittata. That will provide breakfast leftovers for a few days. My drive back yesterday was quiet, isolated, and uneventful – all good things. I took a somewhat circuitous route to get home driving through Virginia,Continue reading “Unexpected Opportunities”

Thinking about the Future

Hello from the Halfshell, While I am still in Cape Charles, I will be headed back to Bloomsburg tomorrow. I did have the opportunity to speak with Anton today, though it was strange to speak to him through Whatsapp and with a Danish phone number. He had slept almost 15 hours, but he spoke aboutContinue reading “Thinking about the Future”

From Days to Hours to Alone

Hello from a quiet Halfshell, I am sitting in the dining room and I have worked at the table or walked back and forth to the kitchen since getting up after about a 3 1/2 hours of sleep. I left the house last night with Anton for the Baltimore airport. It was raining and aContinue reading “From Days to Hours to Alone”

Just What Do We Have?

Hello from Strawberry Street, We made the decision to get closer to Baltimore for a Wednesday departure and yet, try to enjoy Anton’s last couple of days. It was almost like being in the twilight zone as we drove through metropolitan areas and saw no cars across 8 lanes of traffic for miles at aContinue reading “Just What Do We Have?”

Learning from a 17 Year Old

Hello from my kitchen, We are back to school, so to speak, though most of my work will occur at my kitchen counter, in my study, or somewhere in my house. I did go to my office one last time today to set up a watering system for my plants (both the ones in myContinue reading “Learning from a 17 Year Old”

At What Point?

Good early morning, At this point, that greeting might be the only consistent thing I am able to write in this latest blog. I am often up early, and I have been awake for the better part of an hour (it is 4:50 a.m.). Presently, I wonder what to read or how many sources toContinue reading “At What Point?”

Liberal Arts: A Life of Fulfillment

  Hello from my office on a Sunday afternoon, Over the past 36 hours or so, I have spent my time on two things. First, managing the initial blogs that have come in and second, moving beyond the holiday season at my house, both inside and out. The outside is pretty well completed, including aContinue reading “Liberal Arts: A Life of Fulfillment”