Author Archives: colleendown

I just read an article in a magazine entitled Making Your Home a General Store.  I smiled as I thought of my own experience with home as store—complete with grocery store shelving, enough Joy dish liquid and honey to last … Continue reading →

Walking home from the physical education building after helping a group of young adults train for Special Olympics, I look up at the sky and ask, “Why?” Why, here at an institute of higher learning, am I physically fit, my … Continue reading →

“Writing for me, is an act of faith, a hope that I will discover what is meant by truth. I also think of reading as an act of faith, a hope that I will discover something remarkable about ordinary life, … Continue reading →

I was born into the great open spaces of the West, in the Mile High City. I am happiest nestled up against a mountain, wrapped in a blanket, in front of a roaring fire. My imagination can soar to the … Continue reading →

This is a DIY blog for all my readers, so humor me and play along…please.  Because, I can guarantee, even without the help of Reader’s Digest that I am closer to nuts than normal. Anyway, while perusing the March Digest … Continue reading →

One of the previous owners of my home, confided that she had never walked as far as the back fence in our yard or spent much time outdoors because she had a fear of spiders.  I was surprised, because I … Continue reading →

Coffee table books say a lot about a home and the people who live there. They say “We love art“ or “We love to travel” or “We love Marilyn Monroe.” In my case, my books tell my guests, “I love … Continue reading →

I was born into a family of medical professionals. My grandmother was a nurse at the same time that women were being given the right to vote. My mother is a nurse. My father was a microbiologist in the hospital … Continue reading →

My girls gave me one of the best Christmas presents ever this year. It was a compilation of all my blogs in a book. Somehow, you feel more like a real writer when random thoughts are in book form—so in … Continue reading →

I recently heard a story that I have pondered all day.  Alfred Bernhard Nobel, was a chemist, engineer and inventor. He held 355 patents the most famous being for dynamite. In 1888, Alfred’s brother, Ludvig, passed away. A French newspaper … Continue reading →