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Driveway Moments….

drivewaymoment Public Radio has what they call their “driveway” moments….where you sit in your car after arriving at your destination to finish listening to a segment. While driving home from work one day I listened to not only a driveway moment, but a “pull off the highway and stop moment….” It was a story about a man’s funeral, and how it, and the period of time afterward, affected his six daughters. In my former “FB life” Continue reading

Of Big Birds and Bibles

I admit I was not listening closely as the Old Testament lesson from Isaiah was read (I blame the lectern mic settings for being too quiet for me to hear clearly…..) but my head snapped up as I heard “The beasts of the field shall honour me, the jackals and the ostriches: because I give waters in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert, to give drink to my people, my chosen.” Ostriches? In the Continue reading

The Gravelpit

We had a tendency to be…impulsive. Early in our marriage we lived in Phoenix, where the oppressive heat in mid-summer made us want to leave town every time we had a free day or two. David worked long hours as an equipment technician, and so we often found ourselves leaving town late in the evening. On this weekend, he had gotten home later than usual, but it didn’t stop us from throwing the camping gear Continue reading

The Exhausted Majority…..

….R Us. (or, R me, anyway). A study last year discussed how a large percentage of Americans may not fit into the traditional political mold: neither liberal nor conservative, aligned with neither Republican nor Democrat, and that many people find the fractured political landscape leads to fractures in relationships with family, friends and coworkers. For the last few years I have found myself obsessively-sometimes literally for hours daily-scouring news stories, posts, tweets and “reddits” and Continue reading

Taking the plunge..

In my dream I was standing on the shore of a sandy beach, leaning against a piling. I was dressed as for church: a dress, pumps and modest jewelry, my hair neatly combed. A swell of water came in and overtook me, covering me completely. It was not a crashing wave, but an upwelling of the sea. It did not crush me against the piling, nor did it tumble me with furor-rather it came in Continue reading

Running on Big Island

IMG_20130908_091604_601 So I like to pretend that I am a runner. In reality, that means that I move a bit faster than when I am meandering. “Real” runners would (and have) lapped me twice during any given distance. Nevertheless, I have racks of medals which prove I have at least finished (and in some cases won or placed in my age group) many races. This section of “what to see on BI” is dedicated to anyone Continue reading