As I write this, it’s morning on October 2. Our heat is on, the fireplace as well – it’s gas, merely a click and we’re cozy. I’m sitting with a cup of hot tea and a cat curled up at my side. The candle I have burning is called “Hickory Hearth.” I open with that… Read More Whether we complain about it or not, it’s just weather
At my old job, if a cockroach was spotted in the front office or hallway, I was the one who dealt with it. It wasn’t in my job description but beings how I didn’t run off screaming at the sight of them, it fell to me. I will now pause to discuss the two types… Read More All hail Lord Cockroach! (It’s only a matter of time.)
Spring has officially arrived to our Minnesota home: Yeah, I know according to the calendar Spring has been here awhile, but it’s only really felt like Spring for the past week or so. And it’s not that a flowering crabapple is an official start, but it sounds good to me. Speaking of trees, we had… Read More Springtime is for the birds
This is my first real Autumn in I don’t know how long. My first, honest-to-goodness, stomping-through-piles-of-leaves kind of Autumn. It’s not like we didn’t have Autumn in Phoenix, it’s just that we faked it. In Phoenix you wear sleeveless shirts in fall colors, switch out your flip-flops for brown sandals, and drink iced pumpkin lattes. And… Read More The Seasons, They Are A’Changin…
Not sure if I’ve mentioned this before, but I have an apple tree. Here, look upon my apple tree: Beautiful, is it not? Better yet, it provides a marvelous view from my kitchen sink. Here, look upon the view from my kitchen sink: The window screen makes it a little fuzzy, but you get the… Read More On Apple Trees, Cake, and Planning Ahead for Panic Attacks
Our kids came for a visit this last weekend. It’s their first visit since we moved here, the first they saw our new place, the first time they’ve been in Minnesota. Before they arrived, I told Husband how strange it felt. It was like I wanted to show off the place, impress them a little.… Read More No Worries: The Kids Are Alright
A few days ago, at the park near our house, I stopped and sat on a bench. I point this out because it is highly irregular for me. I wasn’t tired, I had no book with me, no tablet in which to write, ergo, no reason to stop. Only there was a bench, the bench… Read More On Serenity, Striving, and Shall We Gather at the River
First, an update from last Friday’s post: The chocolate cake was a hit. (Was there any doubt?) Second, as to our haphazard posting: If I ever get back on a regular writing schedule, it will be a miracle. (Hang tight, folks. We’ll get there eventually.) Third, as to our housing situation: We signed the papers… Read More Feeling at Home at Bev’s Place
Moving across country is not for the softhearted. One must be willing to part with unnecessary items. Purge the dross. Winnow possessions to the basic few. It is no time for sentiment. Therefore, it is with heavy heart that I must say farewell to thee, Fluffy Bear. Steadfast Teddy these past 45 years. Give or… Read More R.I.P. Fluffy, Bear of Noble Mien
