It was a bone-chilling week. The kind of cold that settles into your joints at the bend and into your skin at the folds. It dries out the hands so that all the lotion in the house won’t soften the creases. Sometimes an idea or thought can get into my system like that. If… Continue reading A Constant Choosing
Today was a good Monday. I didn’t have to work, the forecast was for sunny and cold and I had the whole day ahead of me. Perfect. I shut off my alarm before it could annoy me at 4:30 am, which in turn caused me to sleep a full hour longer than usual. My mornings… Continue reading My Morning Drive
Tuesday. Nothing really special about that day as weekdays go. I’ve survived the re-entry of Monday and it’s way too early to start thinking about the weekend. Or is it ? It’s my Dad’s birthday today. 82 years young and feisty as ever. If you ever wonder where I get my kind streak and my… Continue reading A Tuesday in January
It is definitely winter in Washington. I see it in the branches of the fig trees. Plump green figs of late summer now reduced to shriveled orbs. Some of the leaves blackened by an early freeze still litter the grounds where I do my daily walk for work. Others have turned a familiar brown… Continue reading Two Seasons
For what it’s worth, I had a couple rough days this week. Nothing earth-shattering. I didn’t lose my job or any friends. I didn’t break a bone or drop some priceless personal artifact. Newp. Nothing that would register on the scale of painful loss. But there was a moment when I pondered walking away from… Continue reading Comfort
I did the unthinkable today. I stood in front of a full-length mirror, naked, and I noted the changes. I’ve known for a long time that this landscape was shifting. It’s like a slow slide down a mountain. You can’t reverse what’s happening you can only watch the inevitable falling of things. And it is… Continue reading Some Things Are Meant To Be Measured, Others Are Meant To Be Weighed
My year in pictures. I fell in love this year so many times, but mostly with the mountains. This year I knew how it felt to spring out of bed at 3:15 AM, giddy about the hours ahead. I knew the rush of emotions that would accompany each new adventure. I learned about moon… Continue reading So long, 2017. I’ve loved you so.