Over the past several days my husband, my daughter, her boyfriend, and I went camping at Isle Royale National Park. It is a magnificent cluster of islands keeping a respectful distance from Minnesota, Michigan, and Canada. In other words, it is pretty much in the midst of Lake Superior and doing just fine, thank you. The ferry trip from Grand… Read More
A fair statement…
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
Shades of grey…
I was talking with a friend yesterday and we both agreed that it is annoying when catalog companies take a thirty year old looking woman who has grey hair and promote her as “old.” My friends and I look our age for the most part. We cheat where we can, but when standing naked in front of the mirror the… Read More
Beauty or manipulation?
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
Coming Clean…
While I was in Tibet my husband joked that he would not clean the house until the day before I returned. I have no idea how things actually transpired, but when I arrived back home the house and yard were well kept. I complimented him on his hard work. He sighed and said, “Thank you. Do you have any idea… Read More
Fighting Dirty…
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
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