Keep it Green

In reference to yesterday’s post… It doesn’t have to be a negative to have a high opinion of oneself, within reason.  A lot of the best people I know fit this bill.  You can usually tell them from the other kind—those who are conceited, vain, arrogant—by the way they make you feel. Is their personality…

I’ve been teaching Jakey to beat box. He can make a few different sounds.  His best one is the cymbal noise I’ll describe as “tssch.”  He’s still working on the bass sound that goes something like, “Pbfff.” His tiny lips purse and twist as he works for each noise.  Satisfaction pouches out his cheeks in…

“I’m now living my 85th year.” That’s how Ron put it this morning.  He was in our swimming pool during lap swim, his usual lane 8. Privilege is too artless a word to describe how lucky I feel to know Ron these past 7 ½ years I’ve lived in Portland.  He is easily on my…

Welcome.  I bid you good morning or good evening.  Or even good afternoon, if that is the case.  Thank you for joining me here today. Shel Silverstein begins his book Where the Sidewalk Ends with a poem called “Invitation.” It goes like this: If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer,…