The Maple Valley Creative Art Center will hold an opening night reception 7 p.m. Friday, Sept. 9
We had never been to Wild Waves theme park before last week. The kids had been asking me to take them for years and I promised them I would take them before the end of the summer. So with the end of summer breathing down my neck, I looked up the hours and prices. I discovered you can get in for only $20 after 4 p.m. in the last three hours of operation.
South Dakota poet Leo Dangel has written some of the best and truest poems about rural life that I’m aware of. Here’s a fine one about a chance discovery.
The city of Black Diamond has scheduled a Labor Day celebration Sept. 3-5.
Nanette Hogan will be featured at the Maple Valley Creative Center’s open mic night this Saturday, Aug. 27.
The final Music in the Park performance of 2011 in Lake Wilderness Park will at 6:30 p.m. Thursday, Aug. 25.
A community-wide fresh fruit pie baking contest is set for Saturday Aug. 27 at our local Farmers Market. There will be three age divisions for this contest – youth (17 & under), adult (18-49) and senior (50 & over). Pie submissions must be fresh fruit pies only; no tarts, crisps, creams, meringues, pumpkins, custards.
Most week nights we eat together at the table. It’s a time to decompress and connect as a family. In the summer our eating schedule gets off, but because my husband still has a work schedule, I try to cook dinner and gather the kids for the meal.
I’ve always been fascinated by miniatures of all kinds, the little glass animals I played with as a boy, electric trains, dollhouses, and I think it’s because I can feel that I’m in complete control. Everything is right in its place, and I’m the one who put it there. Here’s a poem by Kay Mullen, who lives in Washington, about the art of bonsai.
Cheryl Long’s watercolor class and Michael Lentz’s portrait drawing class are hosting an opening night 4-8 p.m. Friday, Nov. 19 at the Creative Arts Center.
The Black Diamond Community Center will be hosting a beginning stained glass art class this September. The class runs for seven weeks, each Wednesday morning, from Sept. 7-Oct. 19, from 10 a.m. to noon.
Dace Anderson wants you to close out the summer by eating, drinking and being merry at Dace’s Rock ‘n’ More Music Academy’s third annual fundraiser set for 4 p.m. on Aug. 27.
With recent advances in neurology, people are becoming more aware of treatment options that are available – whether it’s for something as common as a migraine headache or whether it’s a medical emergency such as a stroke. Here are some of the common questions I hear when people visit my offic
Learning to spin alpaca yarn with Kathy Batzelle of Alpacas at Morning Star Ranch
My youngest daughter has long, naturally blonde hair. I’ve read somewhere that blondes have more hair. That must be true, because my daughter’s blond hair is everywhere. It’s in the car, on the furniture, on the clean clothes I hang to dry, on the beds, on the floor, tangled around animals, and stuck in my sweatshirt sleeves and pajamas. I can’t be suspicious of my husband when he comes home from work with a long blonde hair stuck on his shoulder. It probably hitched a ride there all day.
Those of us who have gone back home to attend a reunion of classmates may have felt the strangeness of being a vaguely familiar person among others who, too, seem vaguely familiar. Dana Gioia, who served the country for four years as the Chair of the National Endowment for the Arts, is an accomplished poet and a noted advocate for poetry.
Fostering Together’s Maple Valley support group will host a picnic for families on Aug. 23 at the Maple Valley Community Center. It is open to all foster families, as well as anyone interested in finding out about fostering children in our community.
Here is a lovely poem by Robert Cording, a poet who lives in Connecticut, which shows us a fresh new way of looking at something commonplace. That’s the kind of valuable service a poet can provide.
This summer I’ve been trying to get my two teen daughters into some sort of a summer routine.
I’ve been limiting their electronics to try and promote balance in their lives. This has been met with nothing but resistance.
I’d guess that nearly everyone is aware that time seems to speed up as we age. Whenever I say that something happened ten years ago, my wife reminds me that it was twenty. Here’s a poem about time by the distinguished Maryland poet, Linda Pastan.
