As my siblings and I arrange the funeral for my father, I offered to contact a florist. Operating on a budget, we nonetheless wanted flowers that echo the essence of Dad. Flowers festive enough for celebrating his life, and masculine enough to indicate his love of hunting, fishing, and the outdoors. My husband called Vicky Chenoweth, a kind and compassionate… Read More
The Blinking Light
My father died Saturday night. I knew it was coming. In some far-off distant “it’s not going to happen to me†way we all know death is coming, but I believed there was more time for him. For us. My heart said he would beat the doctor’s prognosis because my dad was strong. In fact in my mind he was… Read More
A Pint For A Pint
I have a bit of a love hate relationship with the American Red Cross. I love what they do, but I don’t always love the way they do it. I’m referring to their various blood drives and my part in them. Once I started donating years ago, I began getting phone calls, emails, and cards in the regular mail. Each… Read More
A $20 Moment
Trying to avoid the inflated $20 parking fees a Gopher football game creates, my ever-frugal husband drove to our distant “usual†parking spot for sports events. The day was gray and dribbling rain like a cranky baby in full teething mode. I sighed because a walk in windy wetness was not high on my priority list. But walk we would…. Read More
Theft, And Found Smile
“You won’t be canning the tomatoes from the CSA share,†my husband said. I tilted my head in confusion. “Were there none in the box?†I asked.  “There was no box,†said my husband. He had stopped at our local grocery store to pick up the CSA  (community supported agriculture) box that arrives every Friday morning. This time of year… Read More
The Golden Thread
Cars and trucks and motorcycles roar past us by seemingly inches. My husband and I are on the shoulder of the highway making our way to a gravel road where we walk our dog, Booker, twice a day.  Booker pulls on his leash, filled with trust and dog innocence. He’s intent on the joy of discovery, a frog here, and… Read More
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