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In the song “So Little Time”, on my album “Truckload of Songs”, one verse says “Try to say thanks when you go. You got to live: to take and to give. Try to say thanks when you go.” This is a great idea that I would like to live up to, or die up to,Continue reading “A Positive Spin on Death”

  The coronavirus pandemic has shoved us all into relying on the computer or the phone being the primary way to see and talk with each other. But my favorite modality is REAL HUMANS MEETING WITH REAL HUMANS! I’m an extrovert, so this era is a challenge for me. That’s a polite way of sayingContinue reading “Pandemic: All the People Hide”

People mostly don’t want to talk about incest. It’s hard enough to consider the extent of sexual abuse in general in our country (just read the news lately!), but incest is the largest betrayal of all and the least discussed. Family members are supposed to care for and protect the smaller, younger ones in theContinue reading “A Depressing, But Important Topic: Incest”

My beloved daughter lives on a remote ranch in South Dakota. When Stan and I go there to visit, we stay in a comfortable trailer a short walk from the main house. Truly it’s like being transported to another universe: the nearest house on the ranch is almost two miles away and the driveway intoContinue reading “Pretty Mary Brown”

I’m just wondering if having a blog attack is a little like having malaria. The impulse to write posts can be dormant for a long time, and then there is an attack of blog fever. I just wrote something yesterday, and here I am again, briefly consumed. Maybe it’s because I got a decent homeContinue reading “A Little Like Malaria?”

Sometimes I like to fantasize that people could be reconfigured to have little meters in their foreheads, not to download information, but to register how many words in a day each one says. If I could put a bet on something that would make me big money, I would bet than women’s daily word countsContinue reading “You Gotta Talk to Me”

Some things are so surprising that you can’t make them up. True story: my daughter and her husband had two birth children, adopted five Haitian kids, moved to rural South Dakota while she went to online law school, she continued to work full time for an international adoption agency, she gradually became an expert inContinue reading “Pugs Thrive on the South Dakota Plains!”

Do you like ice cream? For many of us, this is like asking, “Do you like to breathe?” Anyone with a dairy allergy is, of course, exempt, and I am sorry for your loss. For the past five years or so, I’ve been in a small class offered by Rebecca Folsom, a highly gifted BoulderContinue reading “How Sweet Is This?”

In the 1960’s and 1970’s, Joni Mitchell had one of the sweetest, purest, most flexible voice I had ever heard. Joni wrote music that was completely original and surprising. As years went by, I paid less attention because her music became so… well, confusing and complex, that she left me behind. My tastes are moreContinue reading “Joni Mitchell and “River””

 In 2015, I was lucky enough to sing in an acapella (I NEVER can spell that right!) trio for a pre-Christmas church service, and the blend was so lovely that I am posting our rehearsal, which thrilled all of us, as you can see by the excited outburst at the end of the MP3. TheContinue reading “Oh Come Emmanuel Christmas, 2015”