Big Foot trying on Nike running shoes. Aliens eating ice cream and waving from the window of a UFO. A cat obeying its human. These would be amazing photographs, right? However, those of us who love photography know the odds of actually having a camera in hand and ready to go when once-in-a- lifetime photo opportunities occur are rare. Very,… Read More
Crotch Shot
People mean well.  They do.  While my husband and I were on vacation recently I was asked by another couple if would take there picture.  They wanted me to get the horizon as well as their two smiling faces.  The woman handed me her smart phone and I obliged.  I think I even squatted to get the best angle and managed… Read More
From Puberty to The Second Puberty… Menopause…
Let’s see, where was I?  Oh yeah.  The reason I’m mentioning my history is because I had questions not only in my youth, but as I took a running jump towards menopause. The same wall of silence I ran into as a teenager was hitting me in early midlife. I always had irregular periods, but when I turned thirty-eight they… Read More
Pausing…Whether I Wanted To Or Not
My husband and I returned from a three-week vacation…a week ago. There were ups and downs—everything from being pick-pocketed in London to meeting truly fascinating people—and memories made. Taken as a whole, even with the good, bad, and ugly, we would go on the trip again in a heartbeat. However, one of the souvenirs I brought back was a nasty… Read More
Mom and Sex Before Marriage…
My mom, as I stated, was complex. She embodied innocence and wickedness in one package. Although Mom and Dad tried to hide it for many years, the undeniable fact that my oldest brother showed up six months after their wedding vows more than implied there was some canoodling before marriage. Not a socially welcomed outcome circa 1953. After the wedding,… Read More
Growing, Growing, Gone
As the calendar turns to May, my gardening urge gets restless and hungry. The irony is that by July I’ll be weary of lugging pail after pail of water to the container plants. I’ll feel guilty that I’m not doing a better job of harassing the weeds, and even more guilty that the green beans are starting to look like… Read More
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