Living in the sandwich can be frustrating. You begin thinking about changes you want to make in your life and start getting excited about them. Then by habit, or necessity I suppose, you begin considering how changing part of the sandwich will affect the rest. If I change the protein, what about the cheese, what about the condiments, what about … Continue reading →
I was out for my (becoming routine) two mile walk yesterday morning when I realized the sun on my face was making me smile. Then I greeted some other walkers and found myself smiling again; and it got me to thinking about what it is that I find myself smiling at. Here’s the short list (with a little thought it … Continue reading →
It’s a rather moody day weather wise. Heavy thundershowers awakened us early this morning. Then for a while I lay in bed and listened as the rain softly echoed around the house. It stopped by the time I took S to work, and we were struck by how high the river was yet, and how many sandbags were still in … Continue reading →
Floods really change the landscape, usually only temporarily, but sometimes permanently. This past week I’ve watched the “off the beaten path” intersection near our home gradually become a small stretch of rapids in the Grand River, and a popular viewing spot for the neighborhood locals. It seems that intersection is within the 100-year flood plain of the river, and we’re … Continue reading →
Why is it such a pleasant experience to run into friends unexpectedly? Dave and Karen just happened to drop into my favorite haunt this morning and I invited them to join me for breakfast. I assured them they weren’t intruding, and we were able to catch up on things since their return from wintering in Florida. After a really nice … Continue reading →
Sometimes the best thing about life in the sandwich and being a Grandpa is just being there. The newly transplanted California contingent was home for a week for E’s first birthday. Yesterday, my son and daughter-in-law were working at home, son-in-law was home with his parents and a little under the weather, and daughter was visiting for the day with … Continue reading →
Here’s a little story about boxes you might enjoy. I wrote it a dozen years ago. “The Box” The box was actually two boxes that lay undisturbed in the attic of our family home for more than thirty years. My father discovered them when he cleared the attic to make way for some better insulation early in 2001. Late in … Continue reading →
My son and I found ourselves talking about creative things the other day, things like graphic design, logos, business cards, and business names. And then he said something that caught me by surprise. He said, “I don’t like the term ‘thinking out of the box’.” “Hmmm,” I said, “Why not?” Well, sometimes you have to work with certain constraints, particularly … Continue reading →