(It's been a few months since my last post, due to an unexpected health issue.   I am now back to regular blogging.) Open Season   The term describes the…

The day I posted that the name of my blog is now “open to change” I had no idea I would learn so quickly what that means. That afternoon  I…

That question became important on a creek-side walking trail last week. Up ahead of me, I noticed  a young mother pushing an elevated baby carriage. Because this scene had caught…

Ordinarily, “March Madness” means just one thing to me. Basketball.  Not this year. Many of you know that I currently reside in Colorado.  What is not widely known is that…

Here’s a true story I want to tell you.  It  happened during the tail end of  the cold war.  On another continent, five world-time zones and 5,305 miles  away from…

A New-to-Me Tradition The following image came  by email yesterday.  An Irish tradition with a postscript, said the sender. Yes. Agreed. A Tradition, More Familiar From the Scottish  poet, Robert…

What was born on Christmas Day Long ago  in a city known as Kansas, three friends surrounded by little boychilds and girlchilds decided to gift each other with hand-made presents. …

Tis the season for making a list and checking it twice.   In this year of Our Lord 2020,  lists are likely to include presents  that are orderable online. Sometimes…