Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
-
Eating Humble Pie
Debby and I hadn’t spent time together for about thirteen years. She lives in the frozen north, think Ohio, and my playground is Orlando. When she asked if I’d accompany her to visit her daughter, son-in-law, and two grandchildren in Hungary, I heartily agreed. She hadn’t travelled overseas, and with my limited experience, the two…
-
Changing Colors
The ubiquitous ring pops. Colored hard candy that can be worn like a ring and sucked on like a lollipop. Its claim to fame is transferring color from the candy to the tongue. Every one of our grands has a passion for this adult-despised candy. Frankly, anything sugary that transfers color is problematic. The much-loved…
-
If It’s Broken…
I’ve heard so many people comment, “They don’t make houses the way they used to.” Looking at the demise of our current bathroom, I’d have to agree. We’ve lived in our home for thirty years, and for the past eight years, we’ve been unable to use our bathtub because the drain didn’t work and the…
-
When You’re Up A Tree
The cousin community is always an enjoyable experience. When they were here recently, we did a few field trips to entertain them and the adults, which didn’t require money or a long car ride. Just a willingness to be outside and explore. Tree climbing has been a favored activity since I was a kid. My…
-
This Is Me
This is a red-shouldered hawk. I’m not a birder, and I can’t tell a hawk apart from a falcon, but I have an app that tells me that this is what this bird is. He was sitting on my car as I approached to use it. I was amazed that he didn’t immediately fly away.…
Tip of My Iceberg 