Laundry Day

Monday was always laundry day when I was a kid. While roaming the streets of Split, Croatia I found numerous scenes like this. I checked the calendar: Monday ... of course. Thought for the Day: We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or … Continue reading Laundry Day

Grinding Wheel

Uggh, Monday morning, back to the salt mines.  Retirement hasn't erased the sluggish feeling I have on Monday mornings.  It takes a while to get back in the groove, before I feel sharp and productive again.  Sort of like that dull knife sitting on the work bench waiting to be used, but a few strokes on the … Continue reading Grinding Wheel