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. I don’t intend to republish previous content on this site but I think the story of Piper…
It’s A Bike, It’s A Train, It’s Sister Rain
Have you heard of rail biking*? It’s a specially-designed bike that you pedal along abandoned railroad tracks. I first saw it on Instagram, then a local morning show. I was intrigued, taking to Google, no wheels required, searching for scenic opportunities near home to give it a try. I discovered…
Nana’s Cameo Appearance
Among my grandmother’s costume jewelry of pearls, pins and clip-on earrings (she was mortified when I got my ears pierced in junior high), I found a bank envelope folded over, rubber banded, with “Cameo” written on it in her cursive writing. It is a different motif than we are accustomed…
Once Upon A Time There Was Light In My Life
I sort of did not understand To me ’twas no big deal The way that people carried on It seemed almost unreal. Yes, day, it turned into the night It happened after noon Is that the sun or could it be Instead that it’s the moon? I realize that for…
National 9/11 Pentagon Memorial
The National 9/11 Pentagon Memorial is a memorial to the 184 victims who died in the building and on American Airlines Flight 77 on 9/11. It is made up of 184 illuminated benches, arranged according to the victims’ ages, starting with a 3-year-old and ending with a 71-year-old. Also, a…
Piper & Me: A Love Story (Part 4-5)
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. I don’t intend to republish previous content on this site but I think the story of Piper…
Saguaro National Park
You are pronounced suh-waa-row. You are astounding. You are not to be believed. You are majestic. You are vast. You are magnificent. You are visible as far as the eye can see. You are unique. You are odd. Your arms wave. Your arms raise in triumph….
On My Honor, I Know Her
In a fairly empty bin in the attic, amidst yearbooks and old job mementos, is my Girl Scout sash, adorned with pins and badges I earned over 40 years ago. I don’t use Braille but the round discs with a sewn graphic allowed me to trace the raised icons to…
Done Dirty By Soap
For those of you new to this site, let me review this blind girl’s archenemies to date. Bread / Twisty Ties Electrical Outlets Bobby Pins If you want to read about the above nemeses, click on their names above, you’ll be taken to their posts. Before you go, allow me…
Flight 93 National Memorial
On September 11, 2001, four commercial airliners were hijacked in a planned attack against the United States. Two airliners were flown into the World Trade Center Twin Towers and a third aircraft into the Pentagon. A fourth aircraft, United Airlines Flight 93, crashed into an open field near the small…