The Important Questions
I have a question. If it’s December, and it is, as the lone leaf and wintry sky below should prove, why is my rose bush
I have a question. If it’s December, and it is, as the lone leaf and wintry sky below should prove, why is my rose bush
There were no berries this year, on Ingmarsö. We traded them in, apparently, for sun. Day after day of sun. No rain means few berries,
On any given day, there is almost nothing I have to do. I’m not working. The nest is empty. You’d think, as I did when
Why do they call Paris the “City of Light?” All cities have light. And dark, for that matter. Another look at the neon signs and
Seems like that moment in the year when the Ferris wheel scrapes bottom. That small instant when we wonder, “Are we going up again?’ Skies
Big box stores make me whimper. I think I know why. We’ve all got our ways to understand the world. My professor father taught me
I have been tagged, for 10 things that make me happy, by One Fabulous Mom. She of the tummy tuck that worked, a writing career,
I hope everyone, celebrating or not, had a wonderful time yesterday. Let me now review time-honored principles of wonderfulness on Christmas, and other family gatherings.
My mother is visiting. I picked her up at the airport yesterday. Difficulties. My mother has resolutely refused to admit new technology into her life.
The hostess of the humble bungalow left the following much appreciated comment to my post about the Minimalist Luxury Credo. “#5 is puzzling me. I
It’s November. Temperatures that count for cold here. Heat is on. I have a very loud forced air system, and the sound makes me think
I’ve been tagged. By Stephanie of even*cleveland. What, she asks, is the 10th photo in my 1st folder? Of course, wild confusion ensued, given my
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