My Ode to August
My Ode to August (don’t expect any rhymes) I love the month of August. When summer has finally settled down to business Winter’s bare spots in the lawn have filled in And all around me is lush and … Read More
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My Ode to August (don’t expect any rhymes) I love the month of August. When summer has finally settled down to business Winter’s bare spots in the lawn have filled in And all around me is lush and … Read More
Well, this is embarrassing. You know I periodically include a post connected to either a holiday or a famous incident in history whose anniversary falls on or near my posting Wednesday. Somewhere, as I was putting together my blogging calendar … Read More
At the end of last week’s blog post on World Population Day, if you recall, I wrote, “It’s a cultural thing.” Here’s what originally followed (before I deleted it): I know in many countries family is more extended, with multiple generations … Read More
My posting day coincides with World Population Day this week . We’ll look at the connection between population trends and poverty, explore the call for family planning — this year’s theme — and meet members of my personal contribution to … Read More
I thank my non-USA readers for indulging us today. It’s our Independence Day, our Fourth of July, our nation’s birthday (sort of; more on that next month). Do check out the link I’ve added at the end, filled with … Read More
Hello friendly readers. It’s Sasha, back at the job once again. Alpha Mom says she’s too angry to write a decent post and asked me to cover for her this week. She likes that I stay collected and calm in … Read More
My post is arriving a little late today. Here’s why. Friday, my post was ready. It’s title: World Refugee Day. Here’s how it began: Did you know that June 20 is World Refugee Day? I didn’t, until I set my blogging … Read More
Or Can You? When I was in grade school, my classmates and I watched one afternoon as a small horde of fragile-seeming former students creaked their way into our elementary school and down to the cafeteria. Most had canes as … Read More
Fifty years ago this week — on a very late Tuesday June 4th evening — I was coloring my hair in the New Jersey apartment I shared with my mother. Recoloring I should say. And it wasn’t … Read More