Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
Routines. Traditions. Exercises. Commitment. These sweet concepts ground me---even the thought of them. They don't scare me or worry me about impending boredom. These words make me feel comfort. They have no bearing on my spontaneity. And I think I live a little better keeping them in mind. Below I have my second ever Christmas... Continue Reading →
A Christmas Letter to a Friend Dear friend: You left me with two very tangible moments around the whole Christmas experience. Over a decade ago you told me your father's opinion on Christmas, but you didn't just state a sentence. You told a story and you confessed that you were surprised with your father's reflections.... Continue Reading →
At the start of every English class we quietly read. Every single day. It's the ritual of the class. For students it's the few minutes of transition from a noisy hallway to a focused Language Arts class. It's the shift in gears from perhaps math, or social studies or physical education. For me it's also... Continue Reading →
My grocery store basket was looped on my arm like a big plastic purse. I walked up and down the aisles putting together the list of items I needed for supper and also what I may be needed for brunch the next morning. I only put the basket down once, in front of the condiments.... Continue Reading →
David and I had our first market after roughly two years (thanks Covid-19) last night and it was quite successful. We didn't know what to expect. We didn't know if we still had what it took to pitch and snag those walking by into engaging with us. It is, after all, a bit of a... Continue Reading →
Last year, on my 52 birthday I made a list of 52 things I am grateful for. You can read about it here. Not so originally, this year I am making a list of 53 things I have learned in my life so far. There are way-way-way more than 53 things but for the sake... Continue Reading →
November 7th, 2016 is the anniversary of the passing of Leonard Cohen. He showed up on the planet on September 21, 1934. His music and poetry were introduced to the world one summer in Greece while he took a break from art school. I really didn't get to know him until my mid-twenties. And, I... Continue Reading →
Stupid Internet! Don't believe everything you read! Don't be tethered to your digital device they say. Disconnect they say. Live in the moment they say. You'll be happier they say. Yeah, right, Mr. Internet Articles! I went for a long walk. You know those epic walks where you walk for so long that by the... Continue Reading →
Teaching has its ups and downs and sometimes the bounce between presenting, demonstrating, teaching and evaluating is intense. Yesterday was a long day and a good portion of it was spent in front of the computer. It was a giddy-up kind of day. Dave and I typically meet on Wednesdays but I was just too... Continue Reading →
I'm sitting on my couch. It's evening. I'm under a big thick blanket with my lap top on my lap. The fire place is on. Today we had the first slushy, wet, cold snowfall of the season. The song Ola Dika Sou by Giannis Poulopoulos (1968) came on my streamed Greek radio. And everything stopped.... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 