Aging Schmaging

I feel like my summer is winding down, and it causes a tightening within my chest. I’m seeing more geese heading south, the fall blooming flowers are, well, blooming, and my college classes start next week. Everything in my heart says to enjoy each day as it comes. But, in my reality-based experience, I know that nature is preparing for… Read More

There’s something that clicks in my woman’s soul when the shutter on my camera captures an image, but it’s hard to explain. I had spent the afternoon discussing an independent study class with a professor, and she brought up some interesting questions for me to ponder. Part of my area of interest is how older women are portrayed in ads,… Read More

It was a day I could finally wrestle some outdoor chores. I knew the weeds had become fat enough and tall enough to qualify as sumo contenders, but I had to try to bring them down. I put on my warrior gear—shorts, tank top, and sunglasses–and took my defensive hands-on-hips stance. “Here weedy weedy, here weedy weedy”, I hissed. I… Read More