Tag: Baltimore

Šeima Means Family 3: Tending to the Tree

Posted May 2nd, 2015
Šeima Means Family 3: Tending to the Tree

Researching my Dear One’s Family Tree has been, shall we say, a slow process. Facts and documentation, though, when found, bring a thrill, a surge of excitement that renews belief that the project isn’t fundamentally doomed. The problem is two-fold. Records pertaining to impoverished Lithuanians who immigrated to the United States from the 1880s to…

A Mid-West Triangle 2: A Reason to Leave Baltimore

Posted October 21st, 2014
A Mid-West Triangle 2: A Reason to Leave Baltimore

As my Dear One said, “The Indianapolis Museum of Art is so good, no wonder the Colts wanted to move here.” The city is, in fact, an amazing place for art. And it’s full of nice people and courteous drivers. Real estate is probably pretty affordable, too. Altogether a nice place to live, even if…

The First Snow of Winter

Posted December 8th, 2013
The First Snow of Winter

Snow began to fall today sometime in later morning, near the end of Sunday Morning on CBS. Slate-gray skies and nippy air encouraged me to move briskly as I took my morning turn around the neighborhood. Newscasters solemnly itemized the cars wrecked, the trees and power lines snapped under the weight of ice, the flights…

Charm City’s War

Posted June 16th, 2012
Charm City’s War

  Since bicentennials are a once-in-a-lifetime experience, my Dear One and I found it impossible to ignore the “Star-Spangled Sailabration” of the War of 1812. That war is one of those conflicts largely ignored in American education. We’re very big on the War for Independence but leapfrog the War of 1812 to get to the…

Lietuva 5: Cuckoos, past and present

Posted May 22nd, 2012
Lietuva 5: Cuckoos, past and present

Yesterday as we walked through Grūtas Park, my Dear One halted and said, “Hear that? The cuckoo?” I listened and heard twitters and warbles and caws, but no cuckoo. “It’s just like a clock—can’t you hear it?” No, I couldn’t. But later on, back at Romove Homestead, I thought I had wandered into a Swiss…

The plan is no back-up plan

Posted February 3rd, 2010

The weather report for Saturday, our wedding day, is ominous. It snowed steadily yesterday afternoon, a sifting of silver against the pewter sky. Before I went to bed I peered out the sidelights of the front door. All was white, all was soft in the bright lamplight. The air was already mild before breakfast as…

James and the Giant Fall

Posted November 16th, 2009

The subject line of Emily’s e-mail was “James and the Giant Fall.” The funny headline all but trumpeted the reassuring news contained in the note. James is the sixth of my mother’s grandchildren. A gangly, bearded boy, he is a lover of wild places and high elevations. The Giant Fall took place in Utah far…