Lesson from the Olympics #3

Olympic athletes are the poster children for stretching beyond personal comfort zones and taking risks. But, how far should they go? How far should any of us go? People do have limits. A small child cannot reach the top shelf in a closet or get on certain rides at Disneyland. Which leads me to another lesson…

Lessons from the Olympics #2

I have watched the Olympics faithfully since I was a girl. Back then, I sat on the living room floor watching events on a black and white TV, just amazed at the graceful women skaters and the daring downhill skiers. I do not have an athletic bone (gene)  in my body, so I sat mesmerized by…

Lessons from the Olympics #1

The Olympics are always inspiring, enlightening, and full of life lessons. I look forward to learning about a new place and watching in-depth interviews with athletes. Even the youngest athletes motivate me to strive for my own personal best. So, I have been watching closely for valuable information and endearing stories. Here is the first…

Carrying the Torch

I loved the Olympics opening ceremony: the people, world leaders, history, performance, dazzling technology. My favorite moment, however, was watching the two Russians who ultimately lit the Olympic flame. The man and woman were “older” Olympians and they jogged slowly together as they approached the cauldron. I was teary at the symbol of older adults…

Camper Projects Started!

Here are some of the fabrics I am using for the Woman Cave project I am also collecting yarns. Here are some and I should get some shades of pink in the mail tomorrow I finished two small throw pillows and am working on the Melton Wool Blanket edging. I have not been able to…

Deep Winter

Always in motion is the future. ……YODA This morning the temperature is -10 degrees. We sit under a blanket of dry snow that will linger on the ground for sometime. A few months ago the sub-zero temps were invigorating. Before that, in October, the first snowfall was thrilling to watch. Now, we are in deep…

Crazy Days, Frigid Nights

Deep winter returns to Wheatland. Temperatures are mostly below zero again and a light snow has covered the town. Tango and I have a house guest for the week, a little black female dog who likes to sleep on my head at night. With her on my head and a jealous Tango wedged against my…