Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Once upon a time, John Lennon asked us to imagine. Poets, songwriters, authors often ask people to imagine, drawing people into another world... Continue Reading →
Well, I'll admit it! If there is some sort of personality test posted on a blog or Facebook, I'll take it, always, unless they make me sign up for something. Otherwise, I'm all over it. Whatever the reason, for me at least, it's a bit of an obsession. Instead of trying to fight it, I'm embracing it! Actually, I'm blowing it up...
Tips on How to Spend 4+ Hours in an Airport and NOT Be Bored (Spoiler: it includes books and spying)
As I've mentioned before I spend an inordinate amount of my life in airports. Sounds totally boring right? Not for me and it doesn’t have to be for you either. Here are some fun ways to spend your time if you’re stuck in an airport.
• This week in Northern Virginia we again saw record highs, all week. Not just one day, not just one afternoon - all week. In February in the Washington, DC area, the cherry blossoms are budding. So, let's talk about climate change and how to educate ourselves and others on this topic through information and books!
Following bloggers is very personal. The blogs I read regularly are the ones in which I feel some sort of personal connection to the content or the blogger's point of view. That means they're usually book related. So, for some Friday Fun, I'd like to introduce you to some of my favorite book bloggers.
With all the rogue sites popping up - AltUSForestService, AltBadlandsNatPark, Resistance_NASA, Rogue NOAA, etc - It got me thinking. I've never been a fan of Valentine's Day. It's a Hallmark-created corporatized holiday that makes people who don't have a Valentine feel bad and people who do feel pressure to be romantic just because it's February 14. I'm all about embracing this sea-change of rebellion against a corporate, money-driven society and going rogue on Valentine's Day!
I grew up in a government family, so acronyms became words whose meanings I rarely understood. Some of them I even thought were just words being used wrong. My family would say something that sounded like "scissor" in a sentence where the word "scissor" had no place! I realize now it's some sort of acronym, I still don't know what it means though.
A few Saturday mornings ago I woke up to gray skies and misty rain. t was the kind of morning that makes you want to crawl back in bed and pull the covers over your head until the sun decides to come out.