In Walking Away, We Can Miss A Lot
I spent a long weekend in Brooklyn, New York where I visited my youngest son. We walked, we talked, drank great coffee, ate ethnic food and talked about the…
I spent a long weekend in Brooklyn, New York where I visited my youngest son. We walked, we talked, drank great coffee, ate ethnic food and talked about the…
The place we currently live may or not be where our heart considers home. I was born in Northwest Germany within a mile or so of the North Sea. When I…
Many times when we are in transition we choose or have to learn skills not previously known that will help us travel…
©IBKimage2016 In November of 2016 I spent the weekend in New Orleans to participate in a surprise 70th birthday event…
Dear Readers: I left you here in the conservatory at the Denver Botanic Garden when I posted a blog on July 31,2015.…
We've heard the term " ***t happens" … a deadline looms ; health issues change our routines; a new job requires re-orientation from familiar patterns; the dog dies; the old arguments resurface; you live with a…
In my last blog I supplied the image, and I asked you dear readers to supply the words in response to…
Mobiles hanging in a space always draw me in to watch how light plays with movement. Today I thought it would be fun to reverse roles. I'm supplying the…
Today's image is a giant palm leaf that I photographed at the Denver Botanic Garden Greenhouse in early winter 2009, using a…
Recently, I had the privilege to hear "someone's heart" about some major decisions regarding a hoped for direction in…