Hospitality as Art

Hospitality as Art As much as I loved my time with Esther, John Ben, Misha, and Vera, I came home starving for art and missing my friends. My hands itched to hold my bow and touch the strings of my cello. I longed to create something. When I played my cello, after recovering from myContinue reading “Hospitality as Art”

Senior Center

This summer I’ve felt out of place numerous times.  The worst happened just a few weeks ago when I was kicked out of the senior center despite having permission to come from last year and feeling like I belonged there. My embroidery teacher only teaches at senior centers.  One of the two centers I calledContinue reading “Senior Center”