My First Firefly

For the short while that they were blinking their lights, it was like Christmas outside. The lawn, the trees, the bushes were sparkling like little fairies were dancing on them. It was a totally cool experience.

For the short while that they were blinking their lights, it was like Christmas outside. The lawn, the trees, the bushes were sparkling like little fairies were dancing on them. It was a totally cool experience.
In The Golden Voyage of Sinbad (1974), Sinbad says at some point, “Trust in Allah, but tie up your camel!” I’ve always liked that quote. It’s kind of a snarky way to say, “God helps those who help themselves.” I bring this up because I’m going to have to trust in God again, while I…
Our second night in Madrid, a street band played outside our window in the Puerto del Sol. The quartet featured Peruvian flutes and played classics such a “Dust in the Wind,” “The Sound of Silence” and Abba’s “Chiciquita.” I stepped out onto the balcony and, for a while, watched the people dancing and laughing to…
[two_third] And they went, and they went, and they went, till they came to a wood, and there they met a fox. And the fox says, “Where are you going this day, Goosie-Poosey, Ducky-Daddles, Cocky-Locky, Henny-Penny?” “We’re going to tell the king the sky is falling.” And he says, “Come along, and I’ll show you…
Time flies when you’re working hard, participating in physical therapy and launching a new publication! I just realized it’s been about a month since I added to this blog. I guess those alarm clocks have sprouted wings. Well, work hours are almost back to normal. Physical therapy has got me walking almost normally on flat…
Sometimes I’ll hear or read a phrase and think, “That would make a great title for something!” Here are a few I’ve collected so far: Potential Titles The Edge of Awareness Thank you, Helen Dunlop — Hills Like Green Elephants From “Atapuerca: The Face of an Ancestral Child” by Robert Kunzig, Discover, December 1997 —…
I live in an ideal location for haunting inspiration. Whenever there is a siren in the neighborhood, it is followed by the howling of dogs. I can even discern individual voices among the baying. There are the rottweilers that live down the street. They add a deep, consistent tone to the overall melody. There is…