My way
When I was a “rebellious” teen, it used to absolutely infuriate me that whenever I would leave the house, my dad would tell me to put on my coat. It…
When I was a “rebellious” teen, it used to absolutely infuriate me that whenever I would leave the house, my dad would tell me to put on my coat. It…
November 4, 2018 My mom, Maggie, came up to visit me. She arrived and went out to lunch, did a little shopping, and then went out to dinner. We watched…
During what the press is calling “Women’s Weekend” I attended the Salem WomXn’s March to mark the anniversary of the epic 2017 Women’s March. Note: I am not going into…
My post last week clearly offended the Christmas spirits. As I guess they are listening, I take it all back. The current plan about annual Christmas is wonderful and I…
There comes a point in every holiday season where I have a nearly overwhelming urge to declare myself ruler of the universe and do away with the whole Christmas situation.…
The saleslady said “Ladies of a certain age shouldn’t wear red” An odd thing to ban Why not black, or gray, or tan? It’s true that my complexion no longer…
The red moon greets me on the horizon Pale from smoke At first there is no noise Yet the crickets coo and hum My feet scuff on the trail There…
My heart is too heavy and my body too sore to write a good blog post tonight. I will try to catch you up on some important artistic contemplations later…
I don’t know about you, but I talked to a lot of people who felt like this was an especially long week. I know I’m thinking: “TGIF!” So, to brighten…