I go this week.
We go.
And we do not go alone.
Continue readingI looked it up: a large round galvanized stock tank weighs about 175 pounds, empty.
So very odd then, I thought, to see just such a steel tank suspended 25 feet aloft and crumpled like foil against the trunk of a maple tree in the farmhouse yard.
Continue readingOdd, isn’t it? When you’re 6 or 8 it feels like liberation to no longer have a Designated Nap Time (DNT) as part of the daily routine. When you’re 68, you come to see the DNT as one of life’s most profound little blessings.
Continue readingOn the day after Ash Wednesday, a certain 97-year-old of my close acquaintance emerged hale and hearty from her latest adventure.
Continue readingJesus, did you ever eat a snickerdoodle? Or how about a molasses cookie? Any cookie at all?
Continue readingIt was my Sweetie, the artist, who pointed it out – how the smooth blanket of snow on our deck had morphed into something new, something a bit more interesting.
Continue readingPuzzled we were, the 6:30 Daily Mass Coffee Boys. Bumfuzzled, and therefore apparently in good company.
Continue readingTook a peek this week at how Siri sees me, and the results were unbelievable.
Continue readingHeard there’s a big game today, so I think I’ll make a double-batch.
Continue readingThe entrance didn’t exactly exude “fellowship.”
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