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…
Bed Bath & Happy
I have slept in the same bed for 36 years. I purchased it with a dresser, bureau, living room set and dining room table with 4 chairs in 1988 when I moved out of my parents’ home and into my first apartment. A few years later, I would meet my…
In Plane View
As I sit looking out the familiar oblong airplane window, I am able to make out the sky, its clouds and Iowa below. I have sat in this same scenario over a hundred times, enjoying this view. It is a duplicate of previous sightings, however, I am not a match…
9/11 Memorial & Museum
I have been to the Pentagon and Flight 93 Memorials and they are absolute perfection. I wrote about them in “Flight 93 National Memorial” and “National 9/11 Pentagon Memorial.” We had visited Ground Zero in New York City in March of 2002, six months after that day, viewing the incomprehensible…
Piper & Me: A Love Story (Part 9)
Sister Rain’s Note: In July 2015 I began a series of posts about Piper, my now 17-year-old orange-fronted conure (a type of parrot) who adopted Mister Rain and me when he was 6.https://www.facebook.com/ahelpingwing/ I don’t intend to republish previous content on this site but I think the story of Piper…
Lighthouse Espresso
Do you remember Fotomat, the drive-thru photo development kiosks in the early 80’s? The shopping center near my home where one once stood is still in operation, although the stores have changed 20 times since then. There is no trace of the little building, no chalk-drawing outline of a company…
Be My Eyes
Dear Friends, I have a favor to ask, please, no Go Fund Me account involved. I want your eyes. Be My Eyes is a free app that can be used with iPhones and Androids. Here’s how it works. You become a sighted volunteer by downloading the free app from the…
Oorah, Pop-Pop
My mom’s dad, Pop-Pop to me, was born in 1898. He died when I was 7 so I don’t remember him very well, although I was extremely close to my nana until her own death, 25 years after her husband’s passing. After Nana’s passing, her memorabilia, including photos, was handed…
Piper & Me: A Love Story (Part 8)
Sister Rain’s Note: In July 2015 I began a series of posts about Piper, my now 17-year-old orange-fronted conure (a type of parrot) who adopted Mister Rain and me when he was 6.https://www.facebook.com/ahelpingwing/ I don’t intend to republish previous content on this site but I think the story of Piper…