Yoho! Yoho! Is the hermit life for me?

Yoho! Yoho! Is the hermit life for me?

I’m becoming a hermit by attrition. I’m losing friends. But not via death, destruction, or causes natural or supernatural. I’m losing friends. Thankfully not via depression, a personal disaster, or hiccup of life. I’m losing friends. But not...
Grand Trip

Grand Trip

Ten days ago my husband and I returned from a Grand Trip: shepherding grand kids and their folks to the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone National Parks, the epicenter of Nature’s gifts to Earth, a spectacular conglomeration of geysers, critters, waterfalls, and rock...
Procrastibaking

Procrastibaking

Cookies, cakes, and casseroles. Banana nut bread, blanched tomatoes from an uber garden crop, apple and carrot cakes. What am I doing: procrastibaking. That is, putting off an important or urgent task by baking. I am an insecure writer. The urgent task, of course, is...
Once, Twice, Three Times = Trend

Once, Twice, Three Times = Trend

I have a tape recorder memory. At least I once did. It works like the vaunted photographic memory. I recall snippets of conversations, often odd bits that don’t fit a logical paradigm. It’s not because I was once an actress, as the graphic suggests, but...

“Are you _____?” Mistaken identities rate!

The curious interest, the thinly-veiled stare, the hesitation, the pointing, the whispering – and then the ask, rather the tell: “You’re ____, aren’t you.” A shy, yet gushing smile. Marietta Harley, for one. In her case, I think it was...