Category Archives: The Small Pictures

Historically the hot beverage of choice in Slavic lands was tea.  And perhaps owing to the costliness of ceramic cups, most folks drank their tea in a glass.  And while Mommie Soph sipped her tea from a rather prodigious coffee … Continue reading →

We move from place to place to place.  Homes are sold, we move on.  And wherever we may land there may be a few items transported with us from where we began, to our next nest.  It could be a … Continue reading →

DAD WEPT… Call it one of my blind spots (of which I have a few)… but I am not a fan of Mother’s Day, Father’s Day or Valentine’s Day.  Maybe it’s just the Grumpy in me, but it’s the artificial … Continue reading →

It may have been the first Christmas season after I had put army active service in the rearview mirror.  This would be 1973.  I was still very new to the world of Chipp.  But I immediately took to the spirit … Continue reading →