Big Papa has a picture of me sitting on his desk that was taken during my college days, back in the late-1970s. In it, I’m barefoot and wearing an Indian-printed skirt, long dark hair flowing over my shoulders.
I was a hippie chick, no doubt about it. A vegetarian who didn’t …
It’s unbelievable! It’s a miracle! It’s a TV dinner! It’s Wonkavision. It could change the world!
~Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
Cherries of every size and hue hung like the queen’s jewels along the branches. Ruby-red Kionas, marigold yellow Rainiers with blushing hints of rose and deep …
“Look what I’ve got” said the pint-sized voice, small arm outstretched, humongous mussel in hand. “Wow.” I said enthusiastically. “That’s really something!”
And it was. Iridescent blue and purple reflected the sunlight. Bits of seaweed, probably from …
Some might fend off a mid-life crisis by leaving the comforts of their corporate salary to jet off to a deserted island. Others might buy a Jaguar. I’ve chosen to Read More >>
