Cherishing Lady Slipper People
When I was in second grade, our assignment was to create a scrapbook of pressed wildflowers, labeling each. Since I loved wildflowers then as now—including those called weeds, I was … Continue reading
The Residue of Love
Mother’s Day is over. The kids and grandkids have gone home. My house is silent—but not empty. It’s filled with a contented sigh. I love the aftermath. Having friends or … Continue reading
It’s Not Funny If It’s…Snot
Does EVERYONE have allergies some time in life? I don’t remember having allergies until after I was married. When I was young, we lived in a forest. I spent lots … Continue reading
Soothing the Savage Breast
“What radio station do you listen to?” she asked me. It was a trap, but I didn’t care. I had already been emotionally culled from the faculty herd as an … Continue reading
Delicious Procrastination!
My to-do list looms. It’s longer than usual. I don’t want to neglect a single item, but oh, not beginning feels so indulgent, so decadent. I wallow in my lack … Continue reading
A Look at the Bright Side
“Always look on the bright side of life.” Anyone of a certain age or taste in humor recognizes those words from the 1979 comic film THE LIFE OF BRIAN. We … Continue reading
Wandering Into “Woo Woo”
In common usage—except, apparently, for a cocktail of the same name—being “woo woo” is slang for holding supernatural, paranormal, or emotion-based beliefs. (Those who decry any whiff of the paranormal … Continue reading
To All the Men Who Didn’t
These days many of us women could easily come to the conclusion that all men secretly—or not at all secretly—despise and resent women. The message many men send is women … Continue reading
Sparkling Ripples in the Life Pond
“You changed my life!” Can you name all the people whose lives you’ve touched in a positive, significant way over the years? You might be smirking, “Mine wouldn’t be much … Continue reading
A Tale of Two Toes
I’ve never broken one of my bones before…before this week. And I did it in a spectacular way—in bed, sleeping. Honestly. Our dog leaped onto the bed about 2:00 in … Continue reading
