One of my pandemic pastimes has been learning about succulents. I started with cacti and now I have moved on to succulents (to be clear, all cacti are succulents, but not all succulents are cacti). All succulents are defined as water-storing plants, for the word “succulent” comes from Latin word “sucus,” meaning juice or sap.Continue reading “The Wonderful World of Succulents part 2”
Author Archives: Krista Marson
Putin the Hun
Megalomania on Steroids Putin has a lot of motives for doing what he’s doing, and all of them are self-serving. However, I can’t shake the feeling that this is more than just a power game, for this is about creating history. Putin’s in it for the long run because he wants to go down inContinue reading “Putin the Hun”
The Trip That Never Was DAY 4
My husband and I had a trip booked to Ireland in June 2020. Due to Covid, the trip never happened. For a myriad of reasons, it’s a trip that likely won’t happen any time soon. I’ve pulled up my old itinerary, and I’m going to explore as much of this holiday as virtually as IContinue reading “The Trip That Never Was DAY 4”
The Trip That Never Was DAY 3
My husband and I had a trip booked to Ireland in June 2020. Due to Covid, the trip never happened. For a myriad of reasons, it’s a trip that likely won’t happen any time soon, so I want to virtually go on the trip that we were supposed to go on two years ago. I’veContinue reading “The Trip That Never Was DAY 3”
The Trip That Never Was DAY 2
My husband and I had a trip booked to Ireland in June 2020. Due to Covid, the trip never happened. For a myriad of reasons, it’s a trip that likely won’t happen any time soon, so I want to virtually go on the trip that we were supposed to go on two years ago. I’veContinue reading “The Trip That Never Was DAY 2 “
POEMS
Endings I lived my whole lifeto get to this ledge,this precipicethat I am ready to spring forth,carry on,leave all else behind me.There is no sound hereno sights,no smells.It is nothing, the nowhereThe Big Empty.Profound solitudeSilence that crushes,compacts,makes life smallThe end of the worldgreets all withnothingMaking it possible to leaveEverythingbehind. The Loud Silence Where is thereContinue reading “POEMS”
Caravaggio. A pilgrimage.
I came to Italy for Pompeii, but I came to Rome for Caravaggio. I encountered my first Caravaggio painting at the Louvre when I came across his convincing depiction of the “Death of the Virgin.” There was something so three-dimensionally lifelike about the recumbent image of Mary that convinced me that this man named Caravaggio wasContinue reading “Caravaggio. A pilgrimage.”
The Trip That Never Was Day 1
My husband and I had a trip booked to Ireland in June 2020. Due to Covid, the trip never happened. For a myriad of reasons, it’s a trip that likely won’t happen any time soon, so I want to virtually go on the trip that we were supposed to go on two years ago. I’veContinue reading “The Trip That Never Was Day 1”
Philosophical Musings
What drives a person to create, or, moreover, to not create? Do we not all possess a certain motivation, a certain inkling inside ourselves to somehow prove that we were here? Do we not all desire to leave a little something behind, some creative endeavor that demonstrates who we were? How is it possible thatContinue reading “Philosophical Musings”
A World Without Religion
I know that religions matter to people just as much as wars do, but, honestly, I think that the world would be better off without both. I know that saying such a thing ruffles more than a few people’s feathers, but I would like those who disagree with me to hear me out. It isContinue reading “A World Without Religion”
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