Another Secret telling I’m going to tell you a secret (again.) When it comes to research and proving a hypothesis I happen to like having conflicting evidence! It forces me to think. Most of all to think about my thinking process. Those metacognitive experiences give me a rush. They are…
I’m feeling rather accomplished this week. I digitized a number of boxes of documents. My husband keeps scraps of paper, putting them in boxes like you sweep fall leaves and bag them for pick-up. A classic paper hoarder, he keeps it all. There are phone numbers, addresses and little scribblings…
I started on the trail of Mae Beattie’s birth record today. I want to prove my research question. Who were the parents of Mary (Mae) Cameron Beattie, who married Thomas Laidlaw on 3rd November 1922 in Glasgow? The initial records kicking off this research are still on my desk. At a…
I’ve been raised on Rabbie Burns poetry, bagpipes, kilts, Hogmanay, Irn-Bru and Celtic superstitions. Never leave by a door you didn’t come in by. Ye canna sit at a corner of a table. Bouquets are never made up of red and white flowers. This last one has caused…
My sister and nephew were recently visiting from Oxford. Not the one in Granville County, North Carolina. THE Oxford, as in England. When they visit we try to always do something new and outside our comfort level. Last year we zip-lined. Yes, even me with my fear of heights. That…