Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras

It’s the fat day of the year and so I am… Fat, that is. And, sassy… but not brassy, I believe. While my husband and I benefitted for poor health ‘interludes’ throughout last fall, the year’s closer was the loss of beaucoup pounds....
Veer Left

Veer Left

No, I’m not describing my politics, belief system, or aimless blonde wanderings, though I have all that. Maybe more than most… But this is a blast from the past, a winter’s storm blast. Today’s tale is about my first venture at the famed Taos...
Montaigne and Me

Montaigne and Me

Montaigne, the father of the personal essay, penned this famous line: “The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself.” I couldn’t resist notice of the heart shape of this etching. Thus the date of this post… I also admire...
Superager

Superager

While some of my Boomer buddies pridefully ascribe to the mantra displayed. Scene Maker seems more apt re the picture, and I’ve discovered a new term that satisfies: Superager for what I hope to be. I am. Here’s what my newly-coined term means: An elderly...
Bag Lady

Bag Lady

“I have bags in my car,” I frequently say at cash register counters these days. My united state enacted a law to reduce littering via small plastic bags nearly three months ago. To cut trash ‘we the people’ levied a small fine. It was intended...
The axe

The axe

“The axe forgets but the tree remembers.” I can not tell a lie. This axiom reminded me of a famous children’s book by Shel Silverstein. It’s a classic, fifty years since its first-published date. The Giving Tree is always poignant in its...