• 030 ‘Tis the season for giving. As I’ve mentioned in prior posts, my husband and I are enthusiastic supporters of the charitable works of Save the Children. They are an effective advocacy agency that puts donations to work in the most needy places around the globe, including right here in the United States. Since my husband and I make regular financial contributions to Save the Children, we are appreciative of the fact that they do not operate under any religious or political agenda. This is one of the reasons why we’ve elected to support the efforts of Save the Children. 

    Well, thanks to an employer sponsored team-building event taking place this week, Theresa finds herself in a quandary. The department in which I work will be spending a day volunteering at Christian Community Action in Lewisville, Texas. Although it makes me out to be a kid hatin’ jerk for saying this, I will not be participating. I will come into the office at my regularly appointed time and put in a full days’ work. I have absolutely no problem with that. I also have no problem with those of my colleagues who volunteer time and money to CCA. I do have a problem, though, with a work approved team-building activity held at a religious organization. This goes against my principles of “Separation of Church and My Cubicle.” The choice of venue is made all the more disappointing since Habitat for Humanity was the group volunteer project prior to my being hired. 

    I intend to express my opinion to the department head. He should know better, especially since our employer has an international presence that encompasses a diverse range of cultural, political, and spiritual beliefs. Off the clock, I support all the ways in which one chooses to worship. But when religion makes an appearance during my workday, I respectfully say: “Thank you, no.”

  • For 34 years in Seattle — the entirety of the Mariners' life span — no one
    was grander, or more beloved, than Niehaus, who died Wednesday of a heart attack
    at his home in Bellevue. He was 75.

    via seattletimes.nwsource.com

    Thanks, Dave for putting your heart and soul into each ball and strike called. My Oh My how your voice will be missed.

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    We all need to get away from time to time. Daily pressures mount and the body starts getting used to that constant low-grade fatigue. Finding a nook or crevice to squeeze through, transporting you to greener pastures, is a favorite daydream. Wanderlust is a restlessness shared by dog and man alike, and I’m not one who declines an invitation to adventure. Next time, though, leave a note when the urge to go exploring strikes.

  • Holiday Bazaar Carollers BnW Holiday Bazaar
    Are you getting a jump on gift giving and decorating? How about getting those fruitcakes baked and well-soused (they need time to ripen, you know.) Now that it’s more than timely and appropriate to mention things Thanksgiving-ish and Christmas-y and Solstice-like, I want to send a wish or two your way. Keep those in developing nations on your Holiday To-Do List by making a contribution to Save the Children or Connect To Learn. My husband and I have been Save the Children sponsors for 20 years, and I’ve recently come by the good works of Connect To Learn through my employer. This time of year needn’t be about turkey and tinsel and frayed nerves. Rather, we should connect the season with clean drinking water, food and medicine, and sending kids to school. These are a few of my favorite things.

  • A dog's dream The softening light of a November sun sets mood and mind onto things that warm and protect, nourish and restore. 

    The swift change of seasons reminds us of gatherings past and celebrations yet to be observed. 

    Packing away and pulling down remembrances of a more tender age. 

    Green has given way to early shadows while in contemplative retreat.

  • A turn at the table. Two cadets make it so.

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    I know. It’s November. Not the peak of strawberry season (unless you live in Chile.) The food movement that promotes “eating local and in season” has gained momentum, but my adherence to that rule is spotty, at best. On a day like today, rainy with a chill in the air, I welcome a bit of color and sweetness on top of my corn flakes. The fact that this bowl of berries took a long-haul trek across 5 states before landing in my fridge barely makes a blip in my wee noggin. I should care though, right? Especially when these ruby hued beauties are genetically modified. What have I become (or will become if I continue to eat Frankenfood?) Ay! Part of the problem and not the solution.

  • Enbokcirkelföralla has been nominated for the high culture blog price , category literature.
    Och det känns
    jättekul, nästintill fanatstiskt att bli nominerad tillsammans med fyra andra
    jättefina och bra bloggar.
    And it feels great, almost fanatstiskt to be
    nominated along with four other gorgeous and good blogs.
    Några av dessa är
    sådana jag själv tittar in och läser varje dag.
    Some of these are those I
    look up and read every day.
    Känns stort. Feels great.

    via translate.googleusercontent.com

    Wonderful news, Karin! It's quite an honor to be nominated for a culture blog award in literature.

    Check out Enbokcirkelföralla ~

    http://www.enbokcirkelföralla.se/

  • Moonglow 

    that which frightens most

    is when known becomes unknown

    irretrievable

     

    languishing in mist

    the wild untamed want to play

    uncontrollable 

     

    the moon’s tug turns boys

    feral creatures they become

    metamorphosis

     

    Untamed mane