The two railing planters—rectangle-shaped wire lined with cocoa matting—looked like half smirks. Part of the matting had drooped and part remained where it was supposed to be. I wasn’t sure if I could salvage the matting, but had nothing to lose, so I tried to bolster and adjust. As I propped up the drooping sides I’d rearrange the dirt…. Read More
Man Speak…
The man stepped down from his truck cab, lifted his baseball cap, and scratched his forehead. Huh. How was he going to squeeze a very large septic-pumping truck through an very small space? Let me explain … Several days prior to the septic truck’s arrival on our yard, my husband borrowed my ex-husband’s trailer. What has one to do with… Read More
The car, the road, the woman…
Last week as I struggled though my final papers for the college semester, I felt exhausted. Driving home from a workout, I eased my car to a halt at a red light. To my right a car was signaling to turn onto the freeway. For just a moment a feeling of flight washed over me. In those brief moments… Read More
Wisdom words…
The word, “Amen,” came immediately to mind. Last week a friend sent me a forward that I thought was too good to let fade away. I’ve already sent it on to many of my friends, but wanted to post it here as well. Part of aging successfully is staying aware of politics. It is not a subject most love to… Read More
I only have thighs for you…
Patterns are hard to break. My husband has made significant changes to his eating habits and as a result has lost ten pounds. While I completely support his dietary changes, I haven’t opted to eradicate certain foods that I still love but he chooses no longer to eat. It’s kinda-sorta mean, but not meant to be. As an example, he… Read More
Soul laughter…
The minister was scrolling through his iPad to find the next portion of the Sunday service. As an old-school Lutheran hearing sermons thundering from technology’s prompts makes me tilt my head and wondering where we are headed in the future. Will we have a chip inserted under our skin that will infuse our brains with lectures on moral behavior? Will… Read More
Nutrient rich…
First robin sighting. Check. First scent of skunk odor. Not yet. First hyacinth bulb poking from the frigid earth. Check. First motorcyclist roaring down the highway with a smile as frozen as the rest of his/her body. Check. The preceding items are part of my mental checklist harkening spring. Today I watched an eagle attacked by two smaller crows. The… Read More
It’s not always apparent on how best to be a parent…
I was lucky enough to be raised by parents who mostly withheld their opinions unless asked. As a child it was different of course, and lessons concerning right and wrong occurred on a daily bases. “Share with each other!” “Stop teasing your brother.” “Play fair.” “Take all you want to eat, but eat all you take.” “Don’t waste.” “Respect your… Read More
A morning gift…
Huck….huck…huck. My sleeping brain said the sound was incongruous with my dream. I don’t recall what the dream was per se, but something was wrong…sorta like pulling on pantyhose while wearing sandpaper gloves…the mix wasn’t right. I listened for a short while longer and heard only normal house sounds like a furnace kicking on or birds chirping outside our window…. Read More
Mirror, mirror, episode 341…
This morning a classmate sent out a web address relating to a woman named Samantha Brick. Samantha laments her life because she is too beautiful. Other women cannot relate to her, and men swarm all over themselves to catch her attention. Here is the web address if you’d like to read her story directly: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2124246/Samantha-Brick-downsides-looking-pretty-Why-women-hate-beautiful.html In my sex and gender… Read More
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