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I feel kinda bad taking joy at the obvious consternation that Patches the Painted Pig is expressing. Patches lives on my front lawn, sharing it
I am aware that, for most people, having turkeys standing on your front porch, knocking on your door, demanding food, and pooping on your deck
This is the issue with a cover by Barry Blitt showing Musk taking the oath of office along with Trump. (We suggest you click that
This is the issue with a cover by Roz Chast, which, to be honest I didn’t entirely understand, but I loved it anyway. This page
Christmas day walk: I stopped to admire a leaf in snow on ice when I noticed that a fellow creature has also passed by. Season’s
Here I am wondering why I have published few Moments of Joy this year. Maybe because the weight of the endless election season and a
Not a bubbling over moment of joy, just a quiet one. But that one cloud demanded a photo and I was hardly going to refuse.
It’s just the total absurd purity of screaming yellow forsythia against a dazzling blue sky. I can remember when, as a little boy, I could
For some reason it’s often the supermarket where I observe people experiencing moments of joy and where they transmit joy to me. Today, which is
Yesterday, going down the stairs to my basement, I fell. My shoes were wet and slippery and my feet went out from under me. I
https://vimeo.com//898473998 Reflections was a three projector slide show I created while on a break from running my biz, The Slide Center in 1992. I was
https://vimeo.com/898465316 This was a slideshow I made about Rock Meadow, a lovely bit of meadow, woods, and wetlands in Belmont, Massachusetts. For years, when living
Been too long since a Moment of Joy penetrated my shell, but it happened this morning. During workout class, with all of us on the
I have a bird feeder outside my office window so I, and Daisy the cat, can watch the birds from close up. I only feed
Sitting under a tree painting the blank white parts of my latest sculpture with whichever pattern comes to be. It is sunny with gentle breezes,