Mom loved puns and quotable sayings. My childhood home had items hanging all over the place that were smart, painfully-punny, and funny. One said: “The wise old owl sat in the oak the more he saw the less he spoke the less he spoke the more he heard why can’t we all be like that wise old bird?†Another: “There… Read More
5 Lessons Learned While Traveling to New Mexico
One: Santa Fe has these funky low curbs that (sometimes) divide lanes on the roads. When we arrived, in a rental car, near midnight, my husband became an expert at slamming on the brakes when I’d yell, “Curb!†At first he thought I was yelling “Herb!†but since we don’t know anyone down there named Herb, he realized “Curb†was… Read More
The Gift Of Frustration
For about twelve years now I’ve been trying to get my photography into the Fine Arts exhibit at the Minnesota State Fair. It has become my cross to bear, my mountain to climb, my adversary that won’t let me retreat. Prior to a couple years ago, you would register your pride and joy and then bring in the framed perfection… Read More
Mower Than I Bargained For
Moments ago I was out mowing our yard. The trimming-stuff I do with a push mower. As I’m walking around cutting off wayward grass tufts, it occurrs to me I could drag the mower over a weedy/bramble area taking hold in the corner of our dog Booker’s fenced area. While the idea may have been sound, I’m quickly having trouble… Read More
A Winsome Woman
It’s county fair time! In honor of the event I’m blogging about a dear friend of mine who happens to be a winner in all areas of life. A Winsome Woman A woman’s competitive nature blossoms into blue ribbons at a local county fair. It was only 7 a.m., but already a dozen cars were parked haphazardly along the muddy… Read More
The Compliment
The morning arrived in a blur of activity, and kept the pace going as I stumbled through errands. Agenda one: Walk Booker. Since our husky, Booker, is in full shedding mode (“shed happensâ€), I select my clothes with the understanding I’ll be coated in, well, his coat. I can stay twenty feet away from him and still look like a… Read More
Living in the Past
“This is the problem where we all get caught; we view photographs and make them with our agendas, personal histories, stereotypes and biases.†-Shelby Lee Adams Berthie Napier looks into the camera lens and a silent story unfolds. Those eyes! Trying not to gaze into them is impossible. Velvet steel, defiant, measuring. Her arthritic knuckles cradle a carved pipe like… Read More
Mid-life Transitions 3: Body Changes
Although science learns something new everyday, no one denies hormones play a pivotal role in the menopausal transition. And, because of that, the menopausal experience is as individual as the women undergoing the changes. The debate between using hormone replacements or not is unending, as is the controversy between synthetic and bioidentical. For the purposes of tonight’s rather short blog,… Read More
Weed’n and Write’n
“Watch out for the patch of poison ivy near the vegetable garden,†said my husband as he wiped his brow with the back of his hand. “You do know what poison ivy looks like, right?†“Leaves of three…let it be,†I recited with solemnity. I resisted holding my hand to my heart. Poison Ivy. Back again. Whyyyyyyyy? When we bought… Read More
Ack! What Did I (Please, Lord. Almost) Eat?
When I realized what was on my plate it was all I could do not to run to the bathroom and throw-up my lunch. I wanted to slap my tongue and sanitize my mouth, or visa versa, or both. Gross is NOT a big enough word. Allow me to explain… One of the joys of having a home garden is… Read More
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