Arrived in Tel Aviv early evening… too dark to take photos, but we are in Natanya on the beach. The view of the night sea is breathtaking–inky blue melding into the starry night sky. The salt air is filling our lungs and refreshing our weary bodies. We are lifting tired and swollen dogs into clean,…
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Progressive yet Old-Fashioned…
Mannheim Steamroller remains my favorite sounds for Christmas; they are progressive yet not so on the edge that the sense of an “old-fashioned Christmas” rings through their holiday music. I think you will enjoy them. Take a peak at their website.
Freedom Tastes Like Courage
Today freedom will taste like turkey, dressing, and pumpkin pie as we lift our forks in thanksgiving. We salute love of country, family, and friends. But at some point in history the liberty that America enjoys tasted like sacrifice, heartwrenching sacrifice… I am thinking about a couple of things this morning. One is the Mayflower and the…
Entering Twilight Zone
As a teenager, I sat up late a few times with my parents to watch “Twilight Zone.” Creative and offbeat, the television series hit a chord with many viewers. Twilight Zone was that weird place where life wasn’t quite right. Up seemed like down, and right and wrong got twisted. People did weird things, and life careened…
bleak autumn evening
bleak autumn evening Edgar Allan Poe rap, rap, rapping at my door
On the Road
I guess it is not enough that we have been like nomads these last few weeks while in the states. Since our house is rented for a season, we have stayed in four homes in four weeks! We are so dependent upon the kindness and goodwill of our hosts, and we have had some incredible…
the banquet hall
tangerine sunset spills upon the banquet hall no one notices
Bonnie Saul Wilks 