Sadly, most of my garden is now overgrown and choked with weeds. I feel more and more each day that I’m falling hopelessly behind. This year I’ve accepted, with much sorrow that my once lovely gardens, having offered me daily retreat for so long, are now lost to me.
It's Sunday. The house is quiet in these early morning hours. I'm tucked away in my she-room, sipping fresh coffee. In summer, when the sun rises early enough to angle through the small window, it falls across the corner of the antique maple dresser I stripped down to the wood and then hand-rubbed with tung … Continue reading Sunday Morning Coming Down
I reunited with a very good friend last year. She is one of those friends that you wish was family, until you realize if she was family, you'd probably kill each other. I was seventeen when we met, she was 23 and newly married. She likes to tell people she taught me everything I know … Continue reading The Ties That Bond
It's April first, April Fool's Day. While I used to enjoy a good prank on this day, even when it was on me, it's not my thing anymore. Since I'm going to be staying home all day, just the hubs and me, I'm pretty sure any Fool's day foolery is off the table. Though Mother … Continue reading April
Well, here we are, on the threshold of another brand new year. This last one has been a doozy. I wasn’t keeping a tote board, so I’m not sure whether we’ve suffered more political or natural upheaval on this venerable but also fragile planet. Either way it was exhausting. Ancient hatred oozed up from the … Continue reading Ring Out the Old, Ring In the New
We all remember the witches from the fairy tales of our youth, or the movies we watched as teenagers. They were generally a pretty frightening bunch of ladies, all seeming to have a score to settle. Dark and a little bitter might be okay for chocolate but whose got time for the whole bitch-on-a-broomstick thing … Continue reading Ghourls’ Night In