My Ramblings
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steve jobs on my facebook newsfeed
Of today, my son said, “It’s like the whole world stopped this evening. There’s nothing else on the Internet or anywhere else but talk of Steve Jobs.” True. I had things to do–important stuff. But I stopped too. And I googled–with an unexplainable heaviness of loss–bits and pieces, trivia and quotes, of man who changed Read more
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big hit for the indoorsies who love the outdoors
Here’s Sky’s response to the photo we emailed her of the view from our room: Subject: Re: Oregon Coast Right Outside Our Window Nice. I notice you are observing the outdoors from the indoors. I approve. Read more
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some kind of mother’s love
I am good at burying memories of my not-so-proud moments. I’m really, really good at it. But then sometimes, something random and innocuous trips my memory blocker and I remember the moment–in detailed clarity and with all the original embarrassment. Today a cute little dog name Tia was what made me remember one of my moments. Read more
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i remember skies like this
This photograph of the Milky Way through the rugged Annapurna, brought back memories of the sparkling canopy of stars in the Banepa skies and the lessons learned my first few months there. (I found the photo here) Read more
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i wonder if i know him
I Wonder if I Know Him I wonder if I know him In whose speech is my voice, In whose movement is my being, Whose skill is in my lines, Whose melody is in my songs In joy and sorrow. I thought he was chained within me, Contained by tears and laughter, Work and play. Read more
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old ties, forever friends
In the mail yesterday was a bright yellow envelope from Kate Blom. The Bloms attend our home church in Maryland, one that we haven’t been able to rejoin since we moved to Nepal and then to Oregon. We haven’t lived in Maryland since 2000, but 10 years and more later, our Maryland church family still Read more
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God in a Fortune Cookie
Leave your country, your family, and your father’s home for a land that I will show you Genesis 12:1 When our family received a call to go to Nepal as missionaries, I said no. It was the worst possible time–My career that was perched for great possibilities would die; my son’s intensive piano lessons that were Read more
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growing up fowler
Visiting my parents, I see little things about my dad that remind me of why I love to learn new things: The dominant sound of breakfast is BBC on the TV (When I was little it was BBC on dad’s Grundig shortwave) The basement is for books, as is every available wall space and corner Read more
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i was once the virgin
You’d better turn the lights on before walking into my parents’ basement or you’ll be spooked by this giant laminated board of me! In the mid-1990’s I was asked to pose as the Virgin Mary for the company’s* giant nativity scene that was lit for every one travelling down the highway to see. After several Read more
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scheer during the civil war #3
April 24, 2006 (In response to the headquarters in Hosur asking Roy if there was anything they could do for us from India) Come to think of it, you can FedEx me some Chicken Biryani. All there is to eat is rice, lentils and potatoes. Crops are rotting in the fileds due to the extended Read more
SAYS FYL 