The garden this year, 2021, is better understood as a few flower beds, overflowing with Black-eyed Susans, marigolds, roses, a few echinacea, and hopefully sunflowers, which are dawdling. The crepe myrtle flourishes! And here’s a little sketch of me wrestling the hose...
Fragrances Have you ever caught a whiff of fragrances you wish you could bottle, and keep forever? Today is filled with fragrances — and ruminations! “...I have to write to discover what I am doing. Like the old lady, I don't know so well what I think until I see what...
My neighbor deflected the compliment; answering, Well, I am hopeful, when some remarked upon my friend’s goodly gardening ambitions. She is a prodigious and productive gardener; plus she generously shares when she divides her bounty. No garden or flower bed ever...
My Decorating Updates are not impressive by Martha Stewart’s standards, however, they represent progress for me. The Christmas tree is now hibernating and so is the Christmas wreath; its batteries finally died. I am maintaining the window candles for now, along with...
I wondered aloud if today would be the day, I would take the Christmas tree down. Then, I went on to wonder other things. No sense thinking too long and hard about something that is not happening! Doug agreed. He wondered if somehow the dining room table might be,...
Don’t Look Back my owl meme counsels: You aren’t going that way. But I still look back over last year’s journal entries. I am looking for any premonition of the trouble that defined 2020. Nada. Unaware I was; totally. But, I noted some advice that now seems...
Two Deadly Viruses The resurgence of COVID-19 cases is . . . daunting. So, too, a new tidal wave of Potomac Fever is stunning. Is anybody really surprised? In some ways, I feel like I am in the middle of a recurring nightmare that puts me in a panic. The dream I...
Housework, gardening and making a connection with the lessons they taught made a rather pleasant day in this autumns garden. Because of the kindness of friends, I actually did a little housework instead of painting today. A friend grocery shopped for us, and as I...
In these upside-down days, the wonder of words is that they can keep me anchored in ways that everyday jobs, errands, and tasks once did. Therefore, keeping a journal and “blogging” is a good use of my time. Arranging and re-arranging twenty-six letters into sentences...
I didn’t notice it until bedtime, but I wore mismatched earrings, one gold, one silver, all day. No one else did either; a bona fide benefit of social distancing! Still, I gave myself ten points for remembering to put on earrings, right? STRESS is not a reliable...
Better living through chemistry was how this aging hippy once defined the crazy Sixties. The slogan has taken on a different meaning in an autumn’s garden. But, let’s cut to the chase: The doc put me on a tapering prescription to see about calming down uncooperative...
Cold, gray, and damp describe this morning; colder, severe winds are forecast to describe this evening. Yup, it’s February! Thick February mists cling heavily To the dead earth and to each leafless tree, And closer down upon the hilltops draw, Dull forecasts there of...
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