friendship – Carole J. Garrison

Eighty – Like It or Not

Better to say hello to the living than goodbye to the dead.

Diversity –Variety; Solidarity – Unity

Nice to take a moment to take in all the beauty we have the blessing to behold.

My youngest granddaughter, Eliza Faye, is named for Sister Libby and for Faye. I hope some of their strength and goodness has passed to her, but more importantly, I know they are part of this world and the next.

Thanks Thom Thom (Means Big Big in Khmer)

enough joy and love to see me through my most recent loss, my missing my own mother as well as those women who no longer are present in life but live large in my heart and memories: Marilyn, Faye, Sr. Libby, and now Carole. Happy Mother’s Day.

If Orchids Are Promiscuous, Philodendra Are Whores

Very little that I write in this blog has anything to do with the title. I have always wanted to write a story using this title but never came up with one. There is, of course, a short history behind it that I will share. The Conservatory at the Huntington Museum of Art is knownContinue reading “If Orchids Are Promiscuous, Philodendra Are Whores”