General Blog Posts
Seven years ago in February, we brought our chocolate lab, Cocoa, home when she was six weeks old. She was so tiny, she could run under the bar stools that line our island counter in the kitchen. Now, according to the vet, she has lost her girlish figure, not that she cares. She seems just…
I like letters. I like to get them, and I like to write them. Sometimes I write on note cards or lined notebook paper, but most of the time, I email my letters. It doesn’t take me long to write a detailed letter because I just think of the person I am writing and talk…
Time travel always makes for lively discussions. What period in history would you like to visit? I’m not all that interested in time travel in a machine because I enjoy my traveling via the couch and a good book; however, listening to this generation talk about what they think are hardships gets me thinking about…
I love reading fiction, and my interests are varied from children’s books to middle grade and YA to contemporary women’s fiction, but my absolute favorite is historical fiction. I especially love the mid-1800s. I suppose I got hooked with Gone with the Wind. While history in school was not a favorite, it seems through books,…
There are so many fears that lurk about a mind. Talk to anyone and you’ll hear quite an assortment. There are the fears about death—death of a spouse, death of children, your own death. There are fears about ill health—yours, your spouse’s, your children’s, your parents’. There are fears about accidents. All of those just…
(Told from young Isaac Welsh’s point of view.) Grownups are just too serious. They should loosen up while dining like I do and use all their senses. Since some adults need to be instructed on how to relax, I have taken the liberty of giving you step by step instructions. One, after you get…
Scientist calls for boycott on paper blankets (Told from young Isaac Welsh’s point of view.) I was sent from heaven to earth as a kind of scientist. Scientists use their senses, and my particular specialty at the moment involves tasting. I take my work seriously, and if I am interrupted, I’m likely to let you…
(Told from young Isaac Welsh’s point of view.) For my first birthday, my parents gave me Pooh Bear sandals in hopes that I might enjoy wearing them. Mommy reasoned that perhaps I liked air on my toes and didn’t like tennis shoes and dress shoes because they were too confining, too stuffy. Well, she was…
Last year, after our first year of trying to raise a sequoia failed, my son, Nathanial, purchased five more trees (cypresses, redwoods, and a sequoia) for us to be responsible for. (See the September 16, 2016, blog, “Adopted Trees Take on Personalities”.) The weight of such responsibility can weigh heavy with life and death questions…
“Hey, Mom, I have to write a paper about my name so I am wondering why you chose Isaac.” Such a simple question, but the answer included a story which I think surprised him. This assignment came a few weeks after our pastor talked about the name Isaac in one of his sermons. In the…