Musings & Margins
My grandmother kept a daybook, a small book for each year in which she wrote out her thoughts each day. She never showed them to anyone. I knew about them because she lived next door as I was growing up, and I often saw her writing in them. I have them now, hidden away in my attic. I keep them to remind myself that sometimes writing or creating things is really for yourself, your own way of cherishing your life and recognizing every life’s amazing bounty. Still, it can’t hurt to share those pieces of your life.
With a Little Help from My Friends
I recently realized that I didn't have many pictures that included me--mostly because I am the one taking the picture. So here are a few with just me or me and some friends (or relatives) just for fun, along with one of my favorite songs to sing--House of the Rising Sun. Enjoy!
Life Between Chapters
This is the first post on my newly resurrected website. Please feel free to peruse the permanent part of the website, but also please spend a little time on the posts.
Handel's Birthday
February 23rd—is Handel’s birthday. Georg Friederich Händel was born in Halle, in Saxony (Central Germany) on February 23, 1685.
America's National Parks
Ken Burns’ Nation Parks series, admits that “America’s national parks spring from an idea as radical as the Declaration of Independence: that the nation’s most magnificent and sacred places should be preserved, not for royalty or the rich, but for everyone.”
As Pants the Hart for Cooling Streams
I wrote out the opening tune as I remember her singing it. It is a little different than the melody I found in various hymnbooks.
My Grandma's Picture
My favorite task was dusting her collection of glass objects and salt and pepper shakers stored in the wonderful cabinet with a curved glass front. She always gave me an old pair of pink underwear to do the dusting. And as I dusted, she would sing the old Brethren hymn “As Pants the Hart . . .” One of my cherished memories.
What to do with old letters
Examples of hand-written letters are becoming very scarce in today’s world of electronic communication. Saving scanned copies of such letters is one option, though you may still need to find an archive of some sort that will store these electronic texts. But such scanned texts, perhaps in PDF form, could also be indexed with an eye for content relevant to local or institutional history—or even simply family records.
Why I Am Not Fond of Rituals
Lighting a candle for a joy or a sorrow is fine, but the same sense of bonding, of belonging or control that comes with that ritual can be used to unite people in acts of violence, in seditious assaults on our national Capitol, for instance. Tyrants and despots who would steal our freedoms know how to use the hidden effects of ritual as well as do the teachers and preachers we trust.
A Good One for Mother’s Day, or Why I Like Disney’s Frozen II
But perhaps the most obvious folklore connection is to the story source—Hans Christian Andersen’s “The Snow Queen.”
May Day 2020
When I was little, May Day was the day I gathered various wild flowers or dandelions into a little basket and left them on my grandmother’s porch early in the morning.
The Righteous Penny
The story includes the amusing motif of a cat that keeps reappearing aboard ship, but what I particularly like is the moral at the end: “He fetched his mother so that she could share in his happiness and did everything for her he could, because he did not believe in what she had always said: Everyone must look out for himself.”
A Valentine for the Teacher
My book The Handel Letters is “dedicated to the memory of Mr. Cloyde Slater and to all who have worked to keep Handel and his music alive, in our ears and in our hearts.”