I grew up with the abomination of instant coffee and tea bags until my 24th birthday. My mother would occasionally serve percolated coffee, but on
I grew up with the abomination of instant coffee and tea bags until my 24th birthday. My mother would occasionally serve percolated coffee, but on
I probably should have titled this The Seven Year Photography Itch… Last July I wrote about the beginning of my social media decluttering. I have
When life throws you a curve ball, do you duck to avoid getting hit, or turn around and face the incoming missile with a catcher’s
I know, there is no such word as photoprayer, that is a specially coined word for me by my mediation guru during a retreat in
On most days I take great pride in my anger management skills, and this has been essential to my survival and social quotient these past
It is Sunday morning, the sun is shining over Berlin, the wind is chilly, I have the apartment to myself (well, with the cats) today,