Thank you, Greg. UK clocks don't skip forward until the 27th here. What that REALLY means is MORE confusing time zone arithmetic with my American friends and family hahaha 😊
I often think of greed as a falling into a hole with no bottom. Endlessly falling, no satisfaction, no completion, no closure - never enough. What a horrible way to live! Being surrounded by pretty things can only do so much for one's humanity.
Diana, now you should watch some YouTube videos on how to paint your couch. Painted upholstery gives a nice, earthy, leathery look and feel and you can select any jewel tone you like. This kind of thing gives me so much joy, but I'm shallow.
Diana's essay is so interesting. I often wonder what happened during the pandemic to the free spirits who usually travel . For so many of us, our homes became our entire world. But if you don't feel comfortable being confined to home, what then?
Diana Spechler's new lifestyle gave me a happy jumpstart to this Spring Forward time of year! I'm confined to my house (thank you pandemic) and have learned to spend this time with my collection of "stuff" in a different way. No more buying for me. I'm needing to ditch it, but who would want it? I haven't decided whether I live in a library, a music studio, an art studio, a cat house (two inside, three outside), a closet of clothes (that no longer fit), an antique store containing dishes from three generations (none of whose offspring wanted them) or a petri dish of undetermined germs. I yearn for that clean and uncluttered look in the photo!
Hmmm. Old couches are like douches, lota of stuff from lives well lived.
But "on the road" for this 82 year old dude is the hum and smell of burning rubber on the assphalt high and byways of America.
Yesterday Jack was born in 22.
I do miss that 59 chev with 4 barrels on the big V8 and a 4 speed on the floor. Your mate next to you on the bench seat, doing the shifting with legs straddle the shifter while you steer and play the clutch. Now i smell the gas, the burning rubber and my partners heat.
I feel called to preach. I know where this comes from: "Decorating struck me as Artistic Expression Light." That's because the art of women as well as women themselves have always been discounted. The urge to feather the nest is as primal, as real, as profound as any other creative urge. Amen.
Thank you, Diana. Very personal and pleasant ❤️
Thank you, Greg. UK clocks don't skip forward until the 27th here. What that REALLY means is MORE confusing time zone arithmetic with my American friends and family hahaha 😊
“But what is greed really? Just desire without an end.”
I’ve never heard a better definition! I’ve asked (rhetorically) many times about the truly wealthy, how much is enough?
I very much enjoyed the dispatch by Diana Spechler.
Thank you.
Thank you! (I love to be quoted.) :)
You are most welcome. I feel like that is a clear, accurate definition of the greed that we see so much of today.
I often think of greed as a falling into a hole with no bottom. Endlessly falling, no satisfaction, no completion, no closure - never enough. What a horrible way to live! Being surrounded by pretty things can only do so much for one's humanity.
So true.
Diana, now you should watch some YouTube videos on how to paint your couch. Painted upholstery gives a nice, earthy, leathery look and feel and you can select any jewel tone you like. This kind of thing gives me so much joy, but I'm shallow.
WHAT? You are blowing my mind. Off to YouTube...
https://youtu.be/dokptJLSu3c
No more time off for you! Who knows what's waiting to pounce next time your attention is diverted?
Diana's essay is so interesting. I often wonder what happened during the pandemic to the free spirits who usually travel . For so many of us, our homes became our entire world. But if you don't feel comfortable being confined to home, what then?
Then...you start a Substack, heehee. :)
Diana Spechler's new lifestyle gave me a happy jumpstart to this Spring Forward time of year! I'm confined to my house (thank you pandemic) and have learned to spend this time with my collection of "stuff" in a different way. No more buying for me. I'm needing to ditch it, but who would want it? I haven't decided whether I live in a library, a music studio, an art studio, a cat house (two inside, three outside), a closet of clothes (that no longer fit), an antique store containing dishes from three generations (none of whose offspring wanted them) or a petri dish of undetermined germs. I yearn for that clean and uncluttered look in the photo!
“Since the Season Two PREVAIL podcast finale dropped on February 25...”
Does that mean what I think it means???
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, GREG‼️🎉🎉🎉🎉
Hmmm. Old couches are like douches, lota of stuff from lives well lived.
But "on the road" for this 82 year old dude is the hum and smell of burning rubber on the assphalt high and byways of America.
Yesterday Jack was born in 22.
I do miss that 59 chev with 4 barrels on the big V8 and a 4 speed on the floor. Your mate next to you on the bench seat, doing the shifting with legs straddle the shifter while you steer and play the clutch. Now i smell the gas, the burning rubber and my partners heat.
Headed west on 66.
"Houses are full of things that gather dust."
"If you own a rug. You own to much."
.Jack Kerouac
I feel called to preach. I know where this comes from: "Decorating struck me as Artistic Expression Light." That's because the art of women as well as women themselves have always been discounted. The urge to feather the nest is as primal, as real, as profound as any other creative urge. Amen.
I call upon Georgia O'Keeffe to respond.
A treasure chest! Hubs and I must live in a library then…
I laughed out loud re the missing couch cushion and the mover’s averted reply!
Stuff is always missing after a move, oh well
Always! They also spilled a bunch of my laundry detergent in the hallway so it looked like I went on a cocaine bender out there.
Whoa! 🤣
Man…I truly loved this!
Thank you so much!