Reading Marie Curie and Her Daughters, by Shelley Emling, this week, I found out that Irene Curie, Marie’s daughter and a Nobel Prize winner in her own right, was the main speaker at an International Women’s Day event in London in the late 1940s. It resonated with me . . .

I keep a running to-do list. I put things on it and only cross an item off when it is done. I don’t rip off the pages until everything on the page has been completed. The pages get ratty. When I get toward the end of the year, I look at some of the things …

“The hurrier I go, the behinder I get” is one of those “Amish” sayings you find on trivets sold at tourist traps here in Lancaster County. There are days (weeks? months?) when I feel the sentiment is true. I let things slide (like timely blog posts, for instance). The magazines I receive go in a basket …

I’m not much of a photographer. I took some photos with my phone when I was at the Ghost Ranch in New Mexico last year. Les made fun of me because most of them have my finger in them, as you can see in the photo at the right where it looks like a giant …

Ever since Ashlee won the whole series of Little House on the Prairie books in her first month with us, she has been fascinated with Little House. We got the first season of the TV series and have been watching it together. Last weekend we arrived at an episode called “Plague” about the spread of …