Perfection Redefined It is a cloudy and mildly rainy day here on the Escondido hilltop. To begin with, what brings all of this to mind this Sunday morning is that I have been awaiting this rain day for over ten days now. I know that by March I will be wondering what I was thinking wishing for rain, but to the best of my recollection, it hasn’t really rained here since April. I know that’s…
The Long Haul We are settling in here on the hilltop. It’s been ten months now and while it is a bit arbitrary, I suppose that at one year we can declare this as home sweet home. All my life, through fully twenty-seven addresses I have called home, I have been forced by repetition to settle in quickly wherever I have gone. Kim knows that I want pictures on the wall on day one. That’s…
Backing Up On Ice Have you ever driven a car or truck with a trailer attached? And did you try to back-up with that trailer attached? I’ll bet almost everyone has at one time or another. It’s challenging the first time and it takes a long time for it to get less challenging. I’m sure a neurologist can explain why our brains are not wired to easily handle doing things in reverse with lots of…
My Heroes At different times of my life I have admired many different people for any number of qualities. When I was four and living in Santa Monica, I remember discussing my heroes of the moment, who were the firemen and policemen of the local forces. The German woman with the Hispanic-sounding first name (Maria) that had come with us from Venezuela to care for my sisters and me, fed into my hero-worship by inviting…
People Are Funny Today, after several business calls with the financing half of my little scientific R&D company team and an email to my expert witness partner explaining that I am imminently qualified as an expert in why a project financing did not get financed for a big African gas project, I decided to take a long overdue motorcycle ride on a nice-not-too-hot afternoon here in Southern California. I know that rain is coming on…
An Unimaginable Life Last night we watched a Netflix show called My Octopus Teacher. Kim had heard about it from two separate animal-friendly friends and wanted to watch it. We share the same problem the rest of the world struggles with these days. It’s less that there is nothing good to watch on TV, but rather that we all rely so much more on TV to entertain us and the array of choices is seemingly…
Learning To Be Quiet When I was in college almost fifty years ago, I was a member of a fraternity at Cornell. In those days the University was woefully deficient in undergraduate dormitory housing for upperclassmen. I’m not sure which was the chicken and which was the egg in the equation (without dorms the need for fraternities was greater or with fraternities the demand for dorms was slack). Whichever was the cause and the effect,…
Sleepless in San Diego I must admit, I don’t get it. We are in the final days of a tumultuous national election cycle and people just aren’t acting in ways that make sense to me. There are certainly some predictable things going on with rats leaving the sinking Trump leaky dinghy of state. The list of people trying to distance themselves from the Loser-in-Chief was inevitable and happens regardless of the politics of the incumbent.…
Planning to Plant People are amazed that I have gotten into gardening as I have. I do not find it so amazing, but rather somewhat predictable. While I have owned sixteen homes in my lifetime, three have been apartments in NYC (one with a large terrace that I planted and then replanted by my own design), nine have been vacation homes (two in the Hudson Valley, one in the Hamptons, five for skiing in Utah…
Driving Miss Betty It’s been two months now since we rescued Betty from the Group Home called Frosted Faces. That name for a senior pet rescue center seems to be focused on the graying of dogs and cats as they age, but now I think it is more about the shock of dependency that shows on the faces of pets that have been abused, abandoned or simply forgotten in the rush of modern life. Kim…