I just celebrated a non-milestone birthday. I suppose at my age, reaching each new year is something of a milestone. I don’t usually tout a number, but if you want to figure it out, I was born one year after the nation of Israel was formed, an important backdrop of my life that I’m not pondering today.
I was trying to figure out a guitar strum to Bob Dylans’s song, “I Shall Be Released,” when I came across a video from the 1969 pilot of the Mama Cass Television Show. That show never went farther than this memorable pilot, but YouTube showed me a clip of Cass Elliot, best known for her alto voice in the Mamas and the Papas, singing the song I was researching…
Yesterday, I went to the garden section of Fred Meyer and bought the rest of the annuals I want to plant in my little garden. I’m trying to have a whole section of red flowers because I hear red attracts hummingbirds. I only have a couple of small beds in the back of my condo. I’ve tried to dedicate one to roses, though I may find a way to add the lavender plant my daughter sent me for Mother’s Day. The other bed will be red blossoms. I’ll get them in the ground today…
The Jewish community, my family, are still mourning the murder of the two Bibas babies, Kfir and Ariel and their brave mother, Shiri. We must bring home all the hostages!
The death of a young person is always tragic. This story, about a former college student of mine raises more questions than it answers. I can only hope she rests in peace.
Join me for a live Zoom reading and roundtable discussion with the authors showcased in Proud To Be, Vol 13, Thursday, January 23 @ 4:30PM Pacific Time | 6:30PM Central!