For those of you who follow my blog, I’m back. After a death in the family and a rough few…
I have a cat; a very old cat. She is relatively good shape, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to chase even…
Just when I think I have it figured out…. “Everything you can imagine is real.” –Pablo Picasso “Reality is merely…
I have no memory of my mother. She was killed in a car accident 18 months after I was born.…
We boat in British Columbia every summer, and one of the things I love watching are the Bald Eagles. B.…
It’s true, I guess. Frank McCourt has moved on. I have been waiting to hear the punch-line, as I have…
Here’s a creative writing exercise for you. Or, if you’re too tired to write after a day of summer…
First of all, when I hear the word tweet, I think of a Warner Brothers cartoon. If you’re old enough,…
I spent the Fourth of July weekend in Connecticut. Salisbury, to be exact; the charming town that Meryl Streep calls…
Two icons of my childhood moved on yesterday. Farrah Fawcett, whose hair I always wanted (well, maybe her body, too),…