More and more I experience retirement as a quest to balance the small against the large. Or the large against the small, either way, equivalence.
It’s gray and overcast this morning. I couldn’t be more pleased. I don’t know if the sun was so strong when I was young, but
After ten years of blogging, 54 years of writing (yes I still have my 3rd grade storybook), and 57 years of nigh-on obsessive reading, here’s
So this is just a little outfit I wore up to San Francisco yesterday. Nothing particularly special. But it had some virtues. First, the colors.
Hi all. I’m writing my thoughts for Mom’s memorial service tomorrow. As we might have suspected previously and have now proven conclusively, that’s all I
Blogging is episodic; life continues. Let us revisit some issues. Slippers. I considered them here, I bought the Glerups as recommended by Mater, Saga and
My best friend’s daughter is having her wedding party, up in South Lake Tahoe. I’m looking forward to the wedding today–she let me help her
It has come to my attention that I have spent far too much time sitting on the sofa. Don’t get me wrong. I like where
I tend to resist easy praise. When I gave my manuscript (I’ve learned this is what to call it, not yet a book) to a
Have we ever talked about slippers? (Yes. At least I did, almost 10 years ago, in my first year of blogging. Never mind.) Mine, as
My garden’s still kind of a mess. Somehow I’m not too bothered. It’s easy to find reasons for good cheer. The front yard is worst
Just in case you hadn’t been wholly saturated by the Met “Camp”-themed Gala I have been asked to discuss. I shall oblige. What am I
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