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Simon the barred owl, perched over my fish pond Yes, “It’s Owl-right now… A twist on how Mick sings the line, and instead of the next line being “I’m Jumping Jack flash, it’s a gas, gas, gas,” it’s more like a “ flap of massive wings and a hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoooorrrrrrr!” Not only are things calming down…
I’m often asked which is my favorite technique… And what I always answer is “whichever one I’m working in at the time,” because I love them all! After months of hammering my heart out via the technique of Eastern Repoussé, I’ve been up to my eyeballs in tiny orbs…granules that is, as I’m finishing up…
It’s spring! It’s also a whole host of holidays… But it’s not spring break for me. This week I avoided burning down the house by calling an electrician in time. Next week we’re back at Emory Midtown Hospital’s Cardiac Care Waiting Room…but this time my husband will be the one waiting. Here’s hoping my family…
We all have one. In fact, it means quite well. That pesky inner critic? Yes, it’s there to keep us safe. Now that might seem about as helpful as my Sheltie Lizzie throwing me off balance by barking loudly and hurling her furry body at me to stay inside the backyard gate when I’m carrying…
“At one point I had wires looped three times through your heart,” said interventional cardiologist Dr. Pratik Sandesara, to my husband the next day. I have secretly dubbed this man ‘Ariadne,’ the archetypal weaver from Greek mythology. The maze is the cardiovascular system. The Minotaur was the complete block in the artery. Theseus is the the…
Two weeks in a row I spent Atlanta’s tornado watches in the cardiac care waiting room at Emory Midtown Hospital. There’s nothing quite so destabilizing as waiting for test results, while watching the sky turn dark and the fog get so bad I couldn’t see the building across the street, and wondering if my house…
I was recently describing the personality of Lizzie, one of our Shelties, to a friend. “When it comes to herding her flock (us humans) or anything she wants to do, she’s fearless. If we threw her in the deep end, she’d undoubtedly swim. Chipmunks on the deck flee, and birds at the feeder take flight…