The vagaries of life by Sue Robin
Friday afternoon, April 4, 2025 Too many things to juggle. None of which I can or wish to put down. I am trying hard to…
Friday afternoon, April 4, 2025 Too many things to juggle. None of which I can or wish to put down. I am trying hard to…
Now seeming a lifetime ago, instead of a mere eight weeks, I wrote Where Are We?, my first musing for this blog. I’m afraid that…
My stepfather had a habit of jotting things he heard on the news or talk shows on envelopes or whatever other scraps of paper were…
Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire When I was a boy in the nineteen thirties this street chant was well known. Since I never saw a…