The Women’s March on Washington: The day we ALL showed up

I almost didn’t go. ¬†As I get older I find that I hate large crowds and this march promised to be big. My two teenage daughters had seen protests on tv and were afraid that something terrible might happen — and indeed, on the day of the Inauguration, terrible things did happen. But just as…

The Summer of ’16 is Sailing By

The other day, on a day trip to lovely Capitola, we watched a little electric boat being sailed by a quiet boy who stood at the water’s edge. We watched as he motored around, every now and then his boat catching a gentle breeze which took it in a different direction, one not of his…