I just saw a photo that really affected me and I can’t “un-see” it. It was a photo of a very young, deceased child, buried all but the face.  It’s eyes are wide open and a hand is coming down to brush dirt off this child’s face.  It looked much like my child and I’m quite bothered.  It takes me right back to the Caribbean and the tragedies I saw there.  Seeing a child like that stays with a person forever, and becomes part of them. Obviously tragedy like this happens everyday.  This particular scene was taken after the Bhopal chemical …

Working on a new recipe tonight. I’m making a stuffed flank steak. So far I’ve seasoned the meat with shallots, cilantro, ginger, lemongrass, garlic, Chilis, and lime juice. Also added some Gournay cow’s milk cheese, NOMS! Next, I’m adding either Swiss chard or spinach and then some panko or other filler…rice maybe? Not sure. That’s how I like to cook…with whatever I’ve got. It’s the same when managing a community. Sometimes you’ve got to make the best with what you’ve got! There is no recipe or measuring guide…it’s about taking inventory and putting it all on the line. Sometimes you …

He had a nice little LL Bean bag with markers in it. When I asked him about them he touched his lips and shook his head which I interpreted as,”Get away from me.”. So I did. He was a happy looking sort, quite pleased to be dressed in orange drapery. He wandered around the parking lot a bit then more monks started appearing…then they all hopped into a Camry and were off.Neat-o