About me



 People ask me about the name of my blog and the Radish part.  I used radishes because they are visual attractive, round and red. And when old, they are old a little caustic and biting.   Sometimes that is me

 I live in Northeastern Florida, and I moved here from Puget Sound of Washington.   My subject matter is always in flux.  I go through different crazes and my blog goes with me.  I enjoy food, photography, I love my family, and I am creative always.  I write about life.   Lately I have included some politics and religion.   


April 29, 2016


I am in the process of giving up politics.  I am not sure how far it will go, but I am making headway.  What does this mean.  What does this look like?  It looks like me only listening to Russ Limbaugh on the radio only if I am in the car in the afternoon, and if I am on a 30 minute trip.  Music is sometimes replacing that here at home.  Watching only Bret Baier on Fox. Period.  Already I am less depressed.  My husband wants me to be a little more politically literate than this, as he wants me to read.  But no, I  am pretty much sticking to my guns. He wants me to be informed.  But what good is this doing for me?  The disparity of the informed and the uninformed is too great.  

I feel like I am abandoning my peeps.  I have been highly critical of this  head in the sand attitude in the past. I like to win, and more importantly I hate to lose.  But in the past I accommodated loss better. Lyndon Johnson, Jimmy Carter, Bubba.   I was so hopeful I was wrong about Barack.  Though I immediately went into a depression after the election, still I thought I should be open for a while.  In this Presidential election I think three quarters of the country will be dissatisfied.   Charles Krauthamer laughingly says he is taking up hemlock.  Most people will get over the vote soon.  Americans forget.  For me, well I have a three story balcony.  Kidding.  

 Seriously what is one to do? There is a Bible verse I read last Sunday, Philippians 2:14. It said one thing, but I took a something different away.  My version was that in times of trouble, I should strap on the Armor of God, be obedient, go out, and shine like a star. 


April 26, 2016

I am going a little crazy over transgenders choosing their bathrooms.  I have no problems with one toilet in a one room where anyone can go in and lock the door.  Frequently I will use a men's bathroom at a small Starbuck's where there is a line of women for the women's bathroom and no man in sight for the men's. But at the movie theater where there are stalls and stalls of toilets, no way. I should ask them for their birth certificate?

I am sick of changing the world to accommodate the few.  I realize young people have been using coed bathrooms at college  in dorms for sometime.   I actually did not like that either.  The book THE RED TENT reminds us that we have been using different facilities since the time of Jacob. Even after 56 years of marriage, we still give each other space.  Here is where looks are everything.  If you look like a man, use the men's, if you look like a woman, use the women's. We will not know the difference. If in your head, your preference is be something else, if you have terrible angst that you were given the wrong body, I will feel sorry for you, but use the bathroom that you are.  Leave aside the issue over the children with transgenders in the bathroom,  us old ladies want a Women's bathroom, and there are far move of us than there are of them.   


April 25, 2016

There are all kinds of Bible Studies.  There are ones that are hundreds large with a lecturer, and at the other extreme there are the small intimate ones of maybe only five people who read books of the Bible line by line.  I am in a smaller line by line group. I would be interested in the other, but I have what I have.  Groups become very loyal.  Most of the people stay the same, but there are always people passing through.  I think that our priest sends women down to our group to have a place to put them with good people.  
These people pass through and you hear their stories sometimes, but they are just passing through and never return.  One day a young woman in her mid to late twenties showed up. To our group of mostly ancient women what a refreshing event to have this young woman who contributed be with us.  She was familiar with the Bible and seemed serious about trying to turn her life around, she appeared to have hit bottom.    She was in need of work at the very least.  She was in need of hope.  We prayed for her then, and I know at least two of us prayed for her in the following weeks.  This woman disappeared  into the city.
Yesterday after church, my fellow prayer and I went out for lunch at a nice restaurant.  Who should be our waitress but this young woman.  She had had her job for a week.  She was talking with a parent.  She had been baptised.  It was a start.  We hugged her when we left.  It was so wonderful to see a prayer answered in Technicolor.  

April 21, 2016

Happy Thursday.  This is a ten minute video that I think is both interesting and photographicly beautiful. I will not take any more of your time in the hopes you will look at the video.



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April19, 2015

My daughter Margaret and her sons were in New York for a few days and sent me this photo.  It made me smile.  When I was 15 my father took us to Europe on the USS United States.  Coming home I got up at some very early hour to go out and see this site.  The sun had just risen and it was beautiful.  I felt so much pride that this sight was my country.  We had defeated Hitler  ten years earlier. People loved us, and I was so lucky to live in the United States.  Then, Liberty was a great virtue and everyone knew it.