On our last night in Port Orchard, Washington, we ended our wonderful week-long stay by going to Carter And Company for ice cream. It was a lovely night, so we took our cones outside. Two young men approached, one carrying flowers and a sign. They discussed a plan of some…
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Mount Rainier
Mount Rainier You are 14,411 feet in elevation. You are the highest mountain in Washington. You are elusive, visible only 60% of the time. You show yourself best in summer. In the 30 total days we’ve spent in the Seattle area, all during football season, you have revealed yourself 10…
Introducing . . .
After four years away, six months of brand discussions,web design and development, Sister Rain is back! New logo. New look. New content. Monday we begin again! #SisterRain #alittlesightalotofheart #legallyblindwriter
Dashing Through The Commercials
Who is more over it? We who have already been subjected to them for weeks or the actors who had to make them in July? We. The actors got paid.
The Seven Year Sitch
“I am thankful that I didn’t wake up blind this morning as I did on November 28, 2012. Life goes on and isn’t that the greatest blessing of them all?” — Sister Rain
Larger Than Life . . . And Death
I recently wrote about my mom-in-law’s best friend, “She Left Us Her Best”. And now it’s time to tell you about my dad-in-law’s counterpart. David was my dad-in-law’s best friend for 40 years. He was the first call my husband made when his dad died during an outpatient heart procedure….
When Only The F Word Will Do
As we pulled into the Philadelphia parking garage for some testing at Wills Eye Hospital, the old familiar anxiousness surged through ever fiber of my being. There was no reason for it, the feeling, there would be no results, scary or otherwise, we were on a fact-finding mission. Yet I…
White Wednesday
“The best prices on kitchen products can be found in the back of your cabinets. In box, never used, mint condition. Possibly antique or “vintage”. Free. I like to think of it as ‘mebay’”.
The 33-Year-Old Bookmark
Growing up I always spent a week in the summer at my Nana’s in Philadelphia and in 1976 I stayed a few extra weeks to join in the city’s celebration of our nation’s bicentennial. One of the many places we visited was the Franklin Institute, a science museum named after Benjamin…