Mission Bay, Auckland, New Zealand A collage of images floats through my mind: me as a ten-year-old, slightly-chubby girl, tent camping in the rustic wilderness (no toilet, no running water, no electricity), homemade gauze net in hand, waiting for the night’s dew to dry, breathlessly anticipating the flitting of yellow and blue butterflies, a growing …
Time is malleable, some days endless, appointments erased, the skies gray, the almost-budded tree branches icy from temperatures dropping overnight. I feel acutely the stay-at-home order, a tense hum like electric wires beneath my skin, the current book failing to hold my attention. Other days, the world seems as it was, a streaked sunrise, a …
Bittersweet: I resigned as board member at Boulder Voices for Children at the end of my second two-year-term this January. I’ve been involved with CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate) programs for the past fifteen years: Child Advocates of Placer County (northern California), CASA of Travis County (Austin, TX), and Voices for Children CASA of Boulder County (Colorado). …
Grand Lake, Colorado, Library I measure the fleetingness of each year by a compendium of the books I’ve read during that twelve-month period: was there a trend in my reading choices? Did I focus on certain genres? Which books were “must reads” or “highly recommended” by friends and colleagues? Did I read any from “best …
Welcome to Georgetown! Another adventure in our lives officially started on Monday, October 21. Doug began a new job in the health care/technology field (his two passions). The company is based in Georgetown (yes, Washington, DC). We’ll split time between there and Boulder, our primary residence. We’ve rented a flat in an iconic 1880s’ renovated …
Oregon Convention Center: Saturday morning bib pick-up This past Sunday, October 6, I ran the Portland Half Marathon, exactly four years after I ran the “old course,” which happened to be the same weekend we moved to Boulder full-time. Since then, my running has been hot and cold. I am always striving to do this …
Family comes in so many configurations, sizes, shapes, personalities; friends with whom we’ve shared our deepest concerns, worries, and celebrations; people with whom we’ve had an immediate, instant bond; siblings with whom we’ve shared a lifetime of memories (although definitely not always the same memories of the seemingly same event); family who comes with spouses, …
Ten years ago this week, my older son and I hiked the “Yosemite High Sierra” camps, four days of hiking from one high altitude tent camp to another. He was about to start his second year of his post-doctorate at University of Texas, Austin; I was General Counsel for a Monaco-based activist investment firm. I’d …
On the move! Two summers ago, Alex spent three weeks with us here in Boulder, working on his “Monstrous Me,” book, trail running, baking pies, catching up on summer reading, and joining us for walks and talks. This summer at “Camp Boulder” we hosted our two grandchildren, four-years-old and almost one-year-old, and their father, while …
Marcus Whitman Hotel, a Walla Walla landmark. Fifty years ago: two men walked on the moon’s surface. The musical phenomenon of Woodstock rocked the nation. The war in Vietnam continued. I graduated from high school along with 500 classmates. Some of us eagerly anticipated college, some wondered whether they’d be called up for the draft, …