Author Joan Didion penned an award winning book entitled A Year of Magical Thinking that deals with grief, mourning, and attempts to avert abhorrent circumstances through hopeful thinking. My upcoming year is not as distressing and certainly not comparable to Ms. Didion’s year of heartbreak. Yet, I do intend to utilize her idea of magicalContinue reading “Quordle, Covid and The Land of Lawn Ornaments”
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Looking for Light at the End of the Tunnel
With a contract in hand, we are finally moving forward with concrete plans to have a new home built. Site planning, lot clearing, well digging and construction are projected to take a year. A year? We’ve already been living like wayward wanderers for six months. What’s another year? Another year is an additional 365 days,Continue reading “Looking for Light at the End of the Tunnel”
Wanderlust Woes & Wonders
It is nearing a half year since we kissed domesticity goodbye and headed out on the open road. It would be a big, fat, fib to say that it has been a rose-strewn road of exciting exploits and continual contentment. We have days that are filled with dramatic discovery and days filled with untold tedium.Continue reading “Wanderlust Woes & Wonders”
A home for the homeless?
There is an Irish proverb that states: “Bricks and mortar make a house, but the laughter of children makes a home.” I could not agree more. Children fill my heart and are a source of unbridled joy. They make me feel as if I have come home. It was painful when our dream of buildingContinue reading “A home for the homeless?”
Ya’ Bums Ya’… Birds, Bucs and More Birds
As I child I could barely wait to pick up the morning newspaper to check the MLB standings and box scores. The Sunday paper had complete statistics. I committed the ERAs, batting averages and slugging percentages of the Pittsburgh Pirates to memory. My mom and her entire family were huge fans of the Bucco’s. SheContinue reading “Ya’ Bums Ya’… Birds, Bucs and More Birds”
Fast Cars and Dashed Dreams
I’ve never been a motorhead. I danced ballet, sang in a madrigal group, read classic novels and did lots of other nerdy things. I like to hike in remote areas and use pedal power to bike down long trails. Let’s just say I’m relatively low-key. However, after our recent golf outing, and Googling “must doContinue reading “Fast Cars and Dashed Dreams”
Getting a Grip
Yes, that’s me, golfing in sneakers and ill-fitting batting gloves, with a driver that is taller than I am. My dad is chuckling in heaven. He is either mortified or amused. He was a real golfer, one with trophies, and eagles and birdies to his credit. He had golf shoes, clubs that fit, and anContinue reading “Getting a Grip”
A Gifted Gelding and an Icky Inn
I’ve been friends with Lynn for decades and her enthusiasm for horses has never waned. I tagged along with her when she rode in various horse shows during our high school years. I had to keep my green-eyed-monster in check as I watched her perform; desperately wishing to be in the saddle, too. I wasContinue reading “A Gifted Gelding and an Icky Inn”
Miles and Milestones
It seems impossible, but our faithful companion has just observed her 1st Birthday. Her celebration was held at General Coffee State Park in Nicholls, GA. After an 8-mile, morning hike, she enjoyed a doggy cupcake, a bully stick, and some tug-of-war with “Bun-Bun”, her new toy, which will inevitably be gutted by the end ofContinue reading “Miles and Milestones”
Barbarism and Billy Beer
“Once inside… men exclaimed: ‘Is this hell?’ Verily, the great masses of gaunt, unnatural-looking beings, soot-begrimed, and clad in filthy tatters, that we saw stalking about inside this pen looked, indeed, as if they might belong to a world of lost spirits.” W.b. smith, 14th illinois infantry, oct. 9, 1864 A drive through the SouthContinue reading “Barbarism and Billy Beer”