Oliver Sacks, it seems, had a great capacity for empathy and looking deep into another person’s psyche. Often, it was people who the rest of the world had tossed aside or given up on—people who seemingly had nothing left to offer. In the case of “Awakenings,” they still were themselves, but unable to communicate with the outside world.
One of my April joys is watching spring flowers blossom and bloom. I love all the varieties, sizes, and colors. In our current yard we do not have many colors. In past yards, I have planted lots of colorful shrubs...
Several weeks ago I accompanied my husband to Walgreens where he got his first Covid vaccine shot. It’s not a location where we normally go, but it wasn’t too far from where we live. He parked the car facing a busy four-lane highway. There the highway runs along the base of a modest sized mountain before it rises and crosses over going south and east.
The other day I pulled out a couple of CDs that I had not listened to in a long time—Lo Gai Saber: Troubadours et Jongleurs 1100-1300 and Forgotten Provence: Music-making in the South of France, 1150-1550. The CDs contain songs...
My memories of Good Friday are of my parents getting up as soon as it was light to plant the garden. It wasn’t just a small garden in the yard. They had purchased acreage around our house where they had a garden plot. Daddy would plow it earlier in the week and have it ready for them to plant on Good Friday. I am not sure where that tradition originated — whether it was from the Farmer’s Almanac or simply Southern Folklore, but my parents religiously planted on Good Friday.
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