Most of us have a junk drawer in our kitchen that accumulates all the bits and pieces of our lives that don’t fit anywhere else; the scissors and tape, the paper clips, the loose change, the Chapstick, the button to some unknown shirt, the key to some unknown lock, a single shoe lace and the flashlight without a battery. I have a drawer like this and I have cupboard like this, too, with cups full of foreign coins from countries I may visit again, eye glasses with out-of-date prescriptions, all the takeout menus I’ll ever need, and my Hello Kitty Pez dispenser which is just too cute to throw away.
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As the Cycle of Hope comes to an end, I would like to say that though I have blathered on for almost two weeks, to the annoyance of some, about the ride, it isn’t really about the ride.
Part Boot Camp – Part Holiday
So what does the typical Cycle of Hope day look like?
Serendipity and Yarn Bombing
How much serendipity can a person jam into one weekend? My old personal record would have been, well, one but this weekend I think I had two, maybe three or perhaps four serendipitous events, depending on how one is wont to count them. Continue reading