We decide to hail a cab for Ms. Reddy. We crawl into a cab with a driver who barely speaks English and tell him we want the hotel that is nearest the airport. At this he shouts something, jumps out of the cab, and runs down the middle of the street waving his hands in the air. Continue reading
I recently attended my granddaughter’s spring orchestra concert and was amazed at the progress of the young middle school and high school students. The program featured the sixth, seventh, and eighth grades, who each played three or four selection, in … Continue reading
My last two blog posts have been about my excitement and preparation for the art show this past weekend, but, instead of appearing at the Sunbear Gallery I was languishing at the luxurious St. Anne’s Hospital resort. A bumpy detour … Continue reading
Life’s journey is full of strange twists and turns. One of the most unusual turns for me will occur next Saturday when some of my work will be on display at an art gallery. Me—who never had an art class … Continue reading
Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.
—Margaret Elizabeth Sangster