To my blog’s frequent or occasional readers:
I thought I’d play around with a WordPress feature I’ve never used. In this case, a poll. Continue reading
Huge thanks to Hussein Allam at https://hussein1987.wordpress.com/ who selected me as one of his nominees for the Versatile Blogger Award. I very much appreciate his kind words about my blog, and his interest in my posts. I always enjoy reading his posts. He seems to be a man of great humanity and deep thought. He writes about a variety of interesting topics, which I believe definitely earned him the Versatile Blogger Award. Continue reading
This is my favorite photograph in the world. No, it’s not the most visually stunning plein-air masterpiece, competing with those of Stieglitz, Sudek, or Ansel Adams. It tells a seemingly straightforward story, but on a closer look, it’s pregnant with the unseen and unknowable. What we see, is a photographer, his head hidden under a […]
Please find the whole post by clicking the link above. If you like this post or wish to comment, please do so in Raising My Eyebrow’s blog by clicking the link above. I’m really excited about this new blogger, so have reposted his post “Pregnant Walk in the Park” here.
Thanks go to Robert Matthew Goldstein of Art by Rob Goldstein for nominating me for the Five-Day Music challenge. I had a wonderful time writing these posts. To read my whole series of five day music challenge posts go to this first post. Links to the other posts follow.
Several months ago my husband and I received the annual music program from the local university in my town. We are very lucky that we live in a town with a university that attracts some of the best classical musicians and other artists in the world. This year the main focus was on Beethoven String […]
I realize this is a photo challenge, but I could not resist responding to the word “security”, without a story attached.
When I was a young holka (Czech for “girl”) through perhaps 32 years old, I had very few fears. It didn’t phase me at six years old to walk two miles to school by myself. At 17, I didn’t mind walking four miles home. When I reached 21, I flew to Taiwan by myself and found a source of living. I went there again by myself at 23, then traveled throughout Asia. I wasn’t intimidated as a young woman. My parents weren’t scared, as many parents would be nowadays. That fact gave me confidence, as did my general fearlessness.
The first time I really started to experience major fear was when the worst of my mental illness struck. Continue reading
I remember the very first things I ever learned to write. My name, of course, then the days of the week and the weather. Miss Matuza wrote the day and the weather on the chalk board each day, and we had to hand write it in our little paper booklet. I guess my mom taught me how to write the letters of the alphabet by then. That’s been so long ago. Forty years ago! But those first words were definitely not the beginning of my love for writing. Actually, I don’t think I developed a fondness for writing until I was much older. I think it started a little bit in college, but I wouldn’t say I wrote for the true love of writing, or even therapeutic purposes, even then. I think that unlike many bloggers here on WordPress, I was a late bloomer in this respect. Continue reading
When you’re in your teens and 20s, there are some responsibilities you must have to continue to grow. You have to do your homework, you have to work hard to develop relationships and find your start in life. You have to learn to take care of yourself to a larger degree. However, what a sad youth it would be to be overly prudent. Continue reading