chalk&slate

I had a humorous interaction with my dental hygienist today in between the times she had instruments in my mouth.

I suppose it is different for everyone—that age where mortality is a thing, and someday is here whether or not our grand plans tagged along.

I bought a new stick vacuum cleaner. It has caused nothing short of a revolution.

I think I am reading too much Merton this morning. Too much about quiet, solitude, humility, and poverty.

How sad that the "rewind" and "fast-forward" metaphors no longer elicit the physical, tangible movement of a tape wound upon a spool.

I wish somebody would sit with me and help me focus. Like an Old English Sheepdog for my brain.

Childhood fear is a funny thing. We see small fears in children as innocent and sometimes funny. But to a child, it can be terrifying.

Whole numbers have a personality. Not many are aware of this presumptive fact.

I lay awake due to monkey brain, so I decided to begin reading Laudato Si' in order to fall back to sleep. Only it woke me more.

When I think back on the last six months, it seems that change has been the only constant.

One of these days, I'm going to haul out my paints again.

What is this obsession we have with these fat little fleshy plants?

Parents tell time using the yardstick of children.

I mean, butterflies really have no clue what their wings look like.

I received an unusual custom order in Italian.

This card is for my friend of twenty-five years.

Here is my third high-tech attempt to let my father know how special he is to me.

My son finally turns 14 today.

It's extra special to hear the story behind a custom card.

A custom card featuring Frodo and Sam shows a close friendship.