Hollow Be My Name

Fatigue wrapped its ugly arms around me earlier today–the worst I’ve experienced since starting my Sabbatical. Think it came from a weekend spent in the Cotswolds where I had a wonderful time reconnecting with a beloved nephew and his family and saw glorious countryside–and parts of New College Oxford where scenes from Harry Potter are…

Off to the Races!

My son sailed into the house after the weekly run with his wife to the warehouse store to restock their pantry (they rarely eat out, all food must be fresh and wholesome and it’s a lot of work to keep an adequate amount of food on hand) and said, “We’ve got a Granny job for…

Starting as Strangers, Leaving as Friends

Earlier today, Adriana, while making me, the children and herself the usual highly nutritious breakfast, also fixed lunch for this family and for her sister’s husband, Ian, and his two daughters, Katie, ten, and Grace, eight.  Rocio, Adriana’s sister, is currently stuck in Germany for a business deal and has been there nearly 10 days.…