“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….”
You might be surprised. Do you remember the feeling of absurd joy over securing a piece of Bazooka bubble gum when you were a kid? I think one piece cost a few pennies back in the day. Yes, the same day I walked barefoot to school, in the snow, uphill. It’s a Boomer thing. This […]
Early this morning, when the sun is peeking over the horizon, I leap out of bed, well sort of, with this thought chasing me down the hall, “there will never be a day exactly like today.” Larry is taking a training course which starts at 6:00 am sharp, I faintly hear the alarm go off […]
It’s April’s Fools Day, happens every year on the first of April, and in addition to all this foolery, it’s my husbands 60th birthday. Happy Birthday Larry. Seth Godin says fooling has become a business model, and so now, every day is April Fool’s Day. Something to consider… Let me began by saying I’m not […]
I woke under the spell of a dream. A dream that left behind emotional residue. Residue from imaginary events not possible, logical, or related but puissant nonetheless. It’s all very perplexing ~ keep reading, I’m sure we’ll figure it out. Pushing myself up from the warm covers, I struggle to remember the smallest fragment of my dream, as […]
Sometimes I feel wretched when I write, I bellow into the empty room, “I’m not going to take it anymore.” Larry leans in the door, “Are you returning something to Amazon?” Is he kidding, “go away.” I reconsider, “and bring me some warm coffee.” He seems annoyed but complies. This might have something to do […]
Me: I’m having coffee. Larry: Grunt Me: I can’t hear you? Larry: Scratches his head Me: You think you have lice? Larry: The look Me: I’m sooooo bored! Larry: Eyes remained glued to the computer screen Me: I need a refill. Larry: Grunt, while scratching head Me: (I try a new tactic –deep sexy voice […]
The air is crisp and cool this morning, so I run in and grab a quilt out of the basket in the family room, returning to my favorite chair facing the magnificent magnolia tree, deeply rooted to the west of the yard. I love welcoming the morning from this quiet space, when everyone is sound […]
Living in the gap, the space between past and future, is not an easy task. I spend so much time redeveloping the past, or worrying about the future, I lose sight of the present. For example, just this morning, I have no idea why, but I was writing the first line of my obituary in […]
Living in the Gap 