Halfway Through A Winter Odyssey

For most of the last ten days there was at least 100 degrees difference in the temperature where I was eating, sleeping, and playing, and the temperature in my back yard in Bismarck. The colors are different too. White where I came from, green where I am now. That’s the reason Lillian and I came … Continue reading Halfway Through A Winter Odyssey

Tom Robbins Is Dead. Dang.

But Tom Robbins lived a long time. He was 92 when he died Sunday. Still . . . I wish he’d written just one more book. I could never get enough of him. I never met Tom Robbins. But I came close. It was long ago, back in 1990 or ‘91, when I was North … Continue reading Tom Robbins Is Dead. Dang.

Monday Morning Musings

            A few years ago, Lillian and her sister and her niece took a long trip to England, about three weeks, I think. About two weeks in, I was folding laundry one morning, and when I was done, I looked down and noticed the laundry was all mine. Not a single thing of hers.             … Continue reading Monday Morning Musings