ART!!
Enjoying a lovely evening at the Detroit Institute of Art.
I stumbled on a question I journaled back in 2017 about social networks turning daily life into performative hustles. It still feels relevant.
Are we heading towards an age where nobody really understands their inner life anymore because we’ve been trained to ignore it?
Immensely enjoyed Wayne State’s Jazz Big Band concert tonight. (My nephew is in there playing trumpet.) I spent the whole evening with a smile on my face and my foot tapping.
💿Few things bring as much joy as rescuing musical treasures from the thrift store and adding them to my collection. My daughter, who has never known life without internet, views my CD ripping like I’m a doomsday prepper.
Feeling very fortunate this morning as we still have power while a great many people living west of us do not.
It’s been two years since the ever-wonderful Jean MacDonald (@jean) invited me to chat with her on the Micro Monday Podcast, Episode 95. It was my first time ever being on a podcast but Jean made me immediately comfortable and I enjoyed the …
As much as I enjoy journaling on paper, switching to Day One seems to have finally cracked my problem with abandoning the practice. For now, my phone is my new notebook.
Overnight, all was coated in crystal. Everything now, is still and locked in place. But soon, the sun will gleam and the grass will rise from their bow.
While the teen is away, the parents will play. Enjoying some good music and coffee with the college students in Ann Arbor. My wife and I joked that we were the only people in the place not wearing headphones and on a laptop.
Winter’s chill is ever so slowly waning from the air as the melting snows begin to water the plants they once covered.
We stopped so the train could pass which began a dance over the next several miles. First it went over us, and then we went over it, and finally we traveled side by side, through hills and trees, until our paths diverged.
This morning I ground my coffee at the wrong setting and now it won’t properly brew in my drip machine.😨 Thankfully, the grind will work with a pour-over so I don’t have to create a GoFundMe for this trying time.
Congratulations to some dear friends on the healthy birth of their first son. (Especially the enduring 40+ hours of labor part!)