It is day 1 of our annual road trip from Dallas to Park Falls, Wisconsin. The weather in Texas – and in general across the U.S. – has lately been anomalously high. As we departed today, we did so in rainfall. That has continued nearly the entire way so far. […]
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When work ends and a break begins, there is a period in between that is painful and difficult. There is the guilt of not working; there is the fear that there is a task left unfinished. There is the sense that one needs to be moving, because one was already […]
Our first Christmas was 17 years ago today. Our ornament from Door County was our first ornament we both got together for our tree; this was the one commemorating the Christmas itself.
Penguins are a recurring theme from when Jodi would travel to Antarctica. These birds became a symbol of her travels. These adorn our tree as a reminder of that era.
This came from the Winchester Mystery House, a fascinating landmark with a crazy history. This is a memory from our many years living in California. We especially loved taking family on tours of this house.
Cats are an important part of our life. They are always getting into trouble. This ornament says that beautifully.
Welcome to this short tour of our Christmas tree. This bulb is from our first Christmas as spouses. We got it on our honeymoon in Door County, Wisconsin.
It is a difficult time. I hope that, in this season of birth, rebirth, and salvation, the people of this world can put aside their many grievances and find light, hope, and peace.
Fall in Texas is beautiful, but fleeting. This fall has been sandwiched between two freezes, the next one about to begin tonight. It is hard to recognize seasons any more, in the long sunrise of climate change. But there are still fleeting moments of a recognizable autumn.
Before I wanted to be a physicist – I mean, really wanted to become a physicist – I learned the joy of tinkering. I am sure it started earlier than when I remember it actually happening (memory is funny that way), the first first recollection I have of fully losing […]
