When I saw this 1¾" (45mm) sphere in a Portland, Oregon, antique mall I thought it might be a vintage "feathery" ...

          Last week's (Aug 2012) Rodger Hodgson concert caused me to recall the circumstances surrounding my purchase of this rather o...

          How can one count the ways?           To describe the woman whom I love, I could draw, paint, or take a photo of her...but I wa...

          When my grandmother (whom I called Nana and have written about before) lived in New Hampshire, I found this almost two inch gla...

          The word bad in Bad Kreuznach, Germany, refers to the Dutch word for bath because the city was once renowned for its bathhouse...

          I already wrote a snippet about my Crater Lake visit in 2009, which is when I bought this grey agate sphere.  I found in on th...

          My retirement present to myself in 2001 was a month in Australia.  I found this 1¾" (47mm) sphere in a store called The Cry...

          This glass marble reminds me of my stepfather.           My first memory of him:  He was dating my mother.  I was seven.  We w...

          I lived in Mons, Belgium 1993-95.  Summer weather permitting, I occasionally drove west about ninety miles to one of the beaches...

          Last April we stayed in a yurt (because we'd never done it before).  Two mid-week nights were available the following week, ...

          One of my spheres was a gift from my fiancée in 2010.  In 2008 we noticed a 2" (50mm) ivory billiard ball in an antique stor...

          On my first vacation to Negril, Jamaica, I commissioned this sphere to be made from local ironwood.  I located an artist who und...

          I've been asked why there aren't more snapperhead pics of cats, myself, loved ones, Portland locales, or locals even (wh...