Alone on Thanksgiving? You don’t need to be lonely.
Thanksgiving is the Great American Holiday. Even more than at Christmas, family members travel thousands of miles to sit around a lavishly prepared table and eat some variation on the meal that the Puritans and the Wampanoag Indians cooked during their three day...
Kitchen Bounty from my Spring Garden
Spring Planting Last year I missed planting season in Santa Cruz. I was in San Diego taking care of my new granddaughter. This year I started thinking about my spring garden before Christmas and purchased two metal horse watering troughs from a feed store. ...
Possum Magic: My Journey to Oz, Final Episode
The Grandparent Connection This post will be more along the line of the essays my regular readers are accustomed to: a discussion of a children’s book. It might also help to answer the obvious question: Why has the author of a grandparenting and family blog...
Victoria, Queensland, and New South Wales: My Journey to Oz, Episode 6
Victoria The Greenhouse Backpacker’s Hostel is in a high rise building in the center of Melbourne. My first challenge, tired as I was, was hoisting my roller bag up ten steps to the elevator. A sign on the door told me that Reception was on the 6th floor. When...
Adelaide to Melbourne: My Journey to Oz, Episode 5
Adelaide on Foot I was a bit confused when my driver dropped me in front of the Traveller’s Inn on Hutt Street. I knew the address of my hostel, but I was in a business district, and the storefronts didn’t have numbers on them. After waffling for a...
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