I’ll Fly Away

I’ll Fly Away

When I was in 6th or 7th grade, I found a novel in the YA section of our small town library that captivated me. The title was either I’ll Fly Away or Fly Away or Fly Away Home or something like that. (I’ve not been able to find it since; I have tried.) The star of the...
Holiday Music for the Melancholy Soul

Holiday Music for the Melancholy Soul

Winter Wonderland and Happy Place Late November every year, the hunt is on for that box in garage, basement or attic, that holds the music of the season. (Dating myself here, but most of mine is on CD.) My mother did this, too. In my vivid childhood memory, the...
the Shape of Someone

the Shape of Someone

October and November bring, for a number of our spiritual and cultural traditions, rituals to remember the dead. Not all of our relationships are with the living alone. Our ancestors shape us. Our loved ones live on in us. They shape our present and our future ? for...
Soy Yo!

Soy Yo!

Me, outside MeowWolf, in Santa Fe last month. I hate spiders. Welcome to our new online home! Maybe the nudge came from the hilarious characters in the new live-action Dora the Explorer movie. (A family film that excelled in ways I didn’t expect. But...
“Well, It Isn’t Junk to Me”

“Well, It Isn’t Junk to Me”

A Eulogy for Elizabeth Annabelle “Betty” Bowers Hange, Feb. 29, 1920 — June 15, 2018 I’m not sure what epitaph will be engraved with the artist’s palette Grandma picked years ago for her grave marker, but this would be my choice. I heard...