I’ve learned a few tricks in the seven decades since my emergence on June 4th, 1954. Here’s the short list.

I’ve learned a few tricks in the seven decades since my emergence on June 4th, 1954. Here’s the short list.
Gardening, like friendships and, frankly, life, is all about the Long Game.
The pictures on our bedroom wall each contain at least one memory—a captured spirit or ghost, if you will.
After the virus, people referred to pre-Covidian culture as “Life in the Time of Toilet Paper.” Seriously, back then, humans cut down trees to wipe their butts. The lungs of our planet! Homo Sapiens built enormous homes and blew up mountains for minerals to heat them with. They covered their food in plastic, and the […]
The air is soft and sweet, ringing with what all my life I thought were insects, but which Bob tells me after consulting the internets, are invisible frogs. I sit in my rocker on the back porch Astroturf, the wooden seat softened by a paisley thrift store cushion, bare feet resting on another cheap chair, […]