Plastic Farm Animals
I like gangster movies. Maybe it’s because I spent my formative years in the Bronx, New York and West Long Branch, New Jersey. Gangster movies feed my dark, sardonic side. I like the look of that era, when waves of immigrant labor grappled for positions of power in the concrete jungles of a new country. […]
I measure my life in check marks on my “To Do” list. I walked to the grocery store, I wrote in my journal, I chopped onions, I vacuumed. Sometimes I wonder – “Am I a human being, or a human doing?” I learned the art of staying busy years ago from Julia, a gentle and […]
My husband has made me an outlandishly wealthy woman by giving me the luxury of time – all day, all mine – to do with as I wish. Stand still long enough and you will see something wonderful. Today it was a flicker working its way up a telephone pole in the first sun of […]
Bob had the inner tube from his front bike tire in the kitchen sink, looking for more holes when I was reminded of an idea I had years ago. He had just patched 4 tire punctures after riding the bike only 10 feet across a patch of weeds. As he made plans to re-tire our […]
We went 20 days without significant time off. In terms of “Learning Curve”, we figured it was like a sprint up a rope…… …or sipping from a fire hose. Grant, a Civil War buff, certainly knows that a crucial battle lost (or won!) can turn the tide of a war. (BTW, I’ve learned that Tallahassee […]