Good night Guineas


We have two adorable guinea pigs. The first is an albino escape artist we acquired by accident. Our relatively large garden was used for outside activities during an Earth Day Festival in 2015 held at the neighboring church. A woman who owns a small farm brought a dozen guinea pigs and created a mini petting zoo thatContinue reading “Good night Guineas”

Sunday Ride: Now and Then


When we were kids, my brothers and I were periodically subjected to my father’s long Sunday drives after church. If my father was still alive, I think he would recall these drives as the foundation of our interests in architectural style. My memory to date is that I hated them: the three of us kidsContinue reading “Sunday Ride: Now and Then”

Sometimes you’ve just got to talk to the ducks


Coincidences have been abundant as of late. I chose a book for our reading group called Flight Behavior, by Barbara Kingsolver. It’s about a lot of things involving flight, from a woman who wants to flee her marriage, a reporter who flies toward sensationalism and away from reality and the flight patterns of Monarch butterflies.Continue reading “Sometimes you’ve just got to talk to the ducks”

How to Make your Own Passport to Access foreign reserves of Treasure


The Netherlands is like a giant candy store for museum lovers; they are everywhere and about everything ranging from classical to contemporary art in multiple mediums, history, religion, architecture, anatomy and science. As a museum lover myself, I have been wondering how to instill this love of art and culture into our son. How doesContinue reading “How to Make your Own Passport to Access foreign reserves of Treasure”

I’ve been Prined and I’ve been Schooled


Saturday, an Indonesian church rented our building to hold their church service. A crew of young members arrived early to set everything up, and a young boy, no older than eight or nine, was standing in the hall, looking a bit bored. He came to the counter and I expected him to order a “Chocomel”Continue reading “I’ve been Prined and I’ve been Schooled”

The Crazy Dutch: December 31st


Sadie, my brother’s late dog, trembled every time she heard a bang. She would have gone berserk today if she was on a visit to the Netherlands. When we awoke this morning in The Hague, the fireworks had already started. The Dutch ignore any rules and safety standards and people of all ages and demographicsContinue reading “The Crazy Dutch: December 31st”

Multiple Realities


Explosion When I woke up it was sunny. By the time I got breakfast on the table it was sprinkling and overcast. My son was apparently under the spell of the weather, transforming from happy and cooperative to feisty and unbearable within a 15 minute time frame. He exploded. I exploded. Words were exchanged. WeContinue reading “Multiple Realities”