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  • Windy Summer Days & Pickles

    Windy summer days are gifts, their bursts of cool air a welcome relief to my perpetually damp middle-aged skin.  I  stand on the side of the house where the gusts are strongest and raise my arms a bit, allowing it to… Continue reading

  • Still here after all this time.

    It’s cold here today — even more so than it normally is in the spring.  The clouds are indiscernible, resembling more of a blanket cast over our heads.  There was drizzle on the patio this afternoon as well, and I… Continue reading

  • Rainy Days and Mondays

    I love the rain.  It’s hard not to go out and enjoy it even if venturing out is only in my tiny slice of Paradise. Everything is fresh and the air clear. I have no “Rainy Days and Mondays” doldrums… Continue reading

  • And so I begin again.

      In the last many days, I’ve had time to think about this space in my life and its accumulation of nearly two years of what passes for me these days — me in writing, that is.  Whenever I run… Continue reading

  • The Things We Keep

    Yesterday I tackled the garage, and although I’m far from being done, I’m satisfied with the progress I’ve made.  It’s  a jumble of items you’d expect to find in a garage: a fairly recent deposit of my kitchen overflow;  remnants… Continue reading

  • Walk, write. Just get off your ass.

    I should go outside today and walk. The cold isn’t quite as bracing as it’s been the last week or so for my west coast bones, and I’m tempted to stretch them in the warm, bright sunlight somewhat like a… Continue reading

  • Home for the Holidays

    It’s been quite a lot of work, and has taken all the patience I’ve ever had — okay, so maybe not counting pregnancy — but the work on our house is done. For the past week, I’ve been fixing and… Continue reading

  • Is it Christmas yet?

    As I think of the weeks that lie ahead, many things cross my mind.  Yes, Christmas is upon us again, but it hasn’t quite descended upon our home life yet. I know it will in a week or so, and… Continue reading

  • My Non-Fickle Car Life in Hondas

    This morning, someone on CNBC made a comment about American car customers being fickle.  I didn’t recognize him, and that doesn’t really matter.  Sometimes, I think the talking heads that flash on and off the television don’t know what comes… Continue reading

  • I should make a list.

    It’s official.  I’ve finally gotten to the point in my life sans former profession where I feel like I need an additional six hours a day added to my clock.  I’m happy to say that in contrast to my former… Continue reading