A funk song from 1968 provides a leadership lesson almost 50 years later.
I’ve always wondered how our beasts of burden feel about their “jobs”. Are their feet hurting? Do they enjoy being useful, understanding how important they are to us, or do they want to go on strike for better working conditions, a day off, or higher “wages”?
Hell on wheels, my observations from driving the grocery store go-cart after foot surgery.
A photo from the Storyteller blog called Lonely Future elicits dystopian fears and musings about how the health of our environment could be politicized.
It’s Memorial Day here in the U.S. The day we remember those who served in our military and did not live to come home. Andy Rooney Rethinks Memorial Day I saw a thoughtful piece by the late commentator Andy Rooney that’s worth sharing, Rooney Rethinks Memorial […]
This artist’s studio, a room preserved as it was at one time at the Museum of Montmartre in Paris, inspires me. I knew when I first saw it that I wanted a room like this. a room of her own (where the self can be […]