Author Archives: Carol

Time flies, and suddenly here we are in the middle of April. I wish I had exciting to tales to tell about those weeks that have zipped past, but the truth is, my life is very quiet and could be … Continue reading →

Karma has offered a signs of spring challenge. Her challenges are always fun, so I’ve decided to join in. For me, spring is a time of renewal, regeneration, new beginnings, and growth. It’s a needed lift after winter, when the … Continue reading →

A week ago, Monday morning, I drove myself down the road and across the river to find the nearest Amtrak station. Well, not really a station, but a platform where the train stops. My plan was to board the train … Continue reading →

Warning: this post might contain a rant. Or two. If: February could provide just a few more days of sunshine? Because by February I always have developed a major case of Cabin Fever, and the only cure for that is … Continue reading →

This week Sadje is asking the following questions: Do you like the age you are now? I think I haven’t given thought to “liking” my age. I am happy to have made it to my age, which is now 82. … Continue reading →

Thanks to Riddle from the Middle I have found the new source of the Share Your World questions – it is now Pensitivity 101 – at least it’s a new home to me. It’s been a long time since I’ve … Continue reading →

I think I might have introduced some of our cats awhile back, but when I was looking through photos this morning, these caught my eye, and it struck me that you might like\]==== (one of them just walked across the … Continue reading →

I’ve been doing a lot of venturing down memory lane this past couple of weeks. It started with looking at the photos I took when I visited friends in Poland many years ago – the photos in this post will … Continue reading →

Karma has offered us a photo hunt challenge. I first met her several years ago when she offered different photo challenges, one of which called for a belted cow – and I was able to find one! This is a … Continue reading →

My first exposure to the country and the culture was entering the old Warsaw airport on arrival – to see guards standing in glass-enclosed cages with rifles. On a very gray day. Foreboding. They were building a new airport at … Continue reading →