A line of fidgety folks stood before me. The ticket booth for the Minnesota State Fair was doing hot business after a week of weak sales. My husband already had his ticket since he would be doing volunteer work later in the day. Waggling his ticket in the air… safely within the fairgrounds… he waited as I took one slow… Read More
Seeds Of Happiness
The hunger for soil under the fingernails in spring’s first warm days does crazy things to the mind. Each year I mentally plot out my garden with the intention of rotating crops. This time I wondered if I put in two mounds of squash could I plant sunflowers around them? My idea was that the squash would use the sturdy… Read More
A View From The Table
“At what point does a cemetery become meaningful to a person?â€Â  My husband and I were driving back from visiting several family gravesites when he posed the question. This particular cemetery is in Michigan, and our visits are sporadic at best. As we walked the grounds and placed bouquets on the headstones there was a sense of peace, but also… Read More
Urine For It Now
Poor Pudgy. She pee’d on the bathroom run. She pee’d on the boot tray. She pee’d on the kitchen rug, and she pee’d in a freshly dried basket of laundry. Pudgy was miserable, and I wasn’t far behind. Earlier in the week I had taken her to the Veterinarian where it was discovered she had a urinary infection. The Vet… Read More
An Awkward Segway
We had a six o’clock appointment with danger. Adventure. Reckless driving. Unfortunately, we were late. My husband, with the assured confidence of a young Marco Polo, said he knew exactly where we were to go. A smidge of road construction and a dash of detours later and we were looking at a corn field. With the delicate tact of a… Read More
The Dirt On Booker
Mud, an inch thick, coated the pavers beneath the planter. Flowers, bent and broken, looked as though a monster had tossed them into a blender and hit the “puree†button. Booker, our beloved husky, rounded the corner of the house to greet me with pink tongue wagging, blue eyes shining, and white paws very, very, unwhite. Not again. As promised… Read More
Skin As Thick As Tissue Paper
Recently I entered a photo contest on an online forum. There are no prizes in this competition, just the pride of entering a photograph the artist feels best represents the theme of the week. The voters, who determine the winner, are members of the forum, not obscure “judges†with even obscurer tastes. I like that. I also like the feel… Read More
Sunrise, Sunset
Who doesn’t love a jaw-dropping sunset? One minute you’re outside swatting a mosquito or thirty, and the next minute it is as though the Universe dropped a paint palette on the horizon. Yellows, oranges, plums, and pinks saturate the blue-grey clouds and steal any hope of indifference. My camera shutter made a staccato sound as I clicked away in sheer… Read More
Seeing The Other
“Well, that was a moment I never thought I’d have,†I said as my husband and I backed out of the gravel driveway. I shut off my cellphone and tucked it back in my purse. “Yeah, he seemed more into taking than giving didn’t he?†my husband responded. I looked out our car window and watched as the line of… Read More
War Of Roses, Sorta
“Twerp!†Thus was the loving sign-off my dear friend Kathleen offered as our phone conversation concluded. I had to laugh. Kathleen is immensely talented on countless levels. And, what’s more vexing is she makes all her talents and endeavors look easy. Stunning cottage garden in her backyard? Done. Spotless house? Done. Excellent cook? Done. Perfect fingernails? Done. College English teacher?… Read More
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