“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
Do you hear what I hear? Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…is this a cultural construct or the work of medieval religious institutions who wanted to regulate daily prayers, rest, and work schedules? Well, let me just say not much has changed. I feel regulated much of the time, not just by clocks, but my […]
I love to sleep. As Ernest Hemingway so eloquently claims, “my life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?” For example, just this morning, before I opened my eyes, I received a facetime call from my daughter Julie (I’m at the lake, she’s in the Bay Area house), and the image […]
Family update, not that you asked, but I’m just getting over my PTS from last week, and I could use a little support from things that don’t slither or build webs. Even gratuitous interest is welcome. Something I knew, but conveniently forgot, three-year-olds scream. A lot. It’s sort of an ear-piercing howl that lingers in […]
I feel compelled to share a few minor snafus that have recently befallen my life. In fact, it’s become my new hashtag. What happens at the lake, stays at the lake, and for damn good reason. Larry, Kelley, and I arrive at Clearlake a few days earlier than the rest of the clan to get […]
Congested, crowded, over-capacity are words that currently describe my situation. So far this week I have learned that extending the bubble is an act of courage, there is a mysterious pain in my jaw, and for reasons unknown, I’m channeling Oscar Wilde. Here’s the deal, we’re all living in quarantine, but some of us are […]
Living in the Gap 