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RED HAIR


I always wanted to have red hair.  From the time I met a little girl in the first grade who had lovely red hair, dimples and freckles, I could imagine myself with bouncing red curls. I had hair which could only be described as ordinary.  A number of years ago a friend told me it […]

LOOKING BACK


No, don’t look back.  Things were never as good as they seemed at the time.  Some of the friends you chose in high school did not continue to be the friends you would keep or would choose to keep after you became a “thinking” human being.  However, in contrast, some people you chose to overlook […]

THE PERFECT WOMAN


I had a reply to my cake-baking post from my cousin saying she had our grandmother’s White House cookbook from 1910.  It made me remember that I too had a White House cookbook so I began pawing through our library, and found a 1922 edition of the same cookbook. Mine had not belonged to our […]

WHAT THE HECK IS A DOLLOP?


Cooking is a book of life I can refer back to.  I love looking through my grandmother’s old cookbooks, or to rummage through yellowed scraps of paper with scribbled notes of treasured “receipts” from friends. What I don’t understand is their terminology; what is a dollop?  A pinch or a smattering?  It seems that a […]

GO WITH THE FLOW


I love the watercolor medium.  The look of color flowing over damp pristine white paper to become another color as it blends with a neighboring hue is so exciting to me.  Oil painting of course has its own virtues, but to watch one color flowing into a shadow on the paper and bringing a sort of mystery to […]

JANUARY PEOPLE


Who are “the January People”?  My friend, 90 years old, has shown up at her gym daily for as long as I can remember. (Maybe that’s why she is 90 years old).  She obviously has missed out on a lot of late parties, but you can’t argue with the results of a daily workout.  According […]

NOT MY KID!


When we hear of teenage drug abuse who of us is not sure and happy it  is “not my kid”.   Don’t be too sure. Children are accomplished secret keepers, sometimes for years. Drug abuse can begin at an age we think our kids are still playing at childhood games.  And  they somehow know this is not something to […]