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The Gravelpit

We had a tendency to be…impulsive. Early in our marriage we lived in Phoenix, where the oppressive heat in mid-summer made us want to leave town every time we had a free day or two. David worked long hours as an equipment technician, and so we often found ourselves leaving town late in the evening. On this weekend, he had gotten home later than usual, but it didn’t stop us from throwing the camping gear Continue reading

The Exhausted Majority…..

….R Us. (or, R me, anyway). A study last year discussed how a large percentage of Americans may not fit into the traditional political mold: neither liberal nor conservative, aligned with neither Republican nor Democrat, and that many people find the fractured political landscape leads to fractures in relationships with family, friends and coworkers. For the last few years I have found myself obsessively-sometimes literally for hours daily-scouring news stories, posts, tweets and “reddits” and Continue reading

Taking the plunge..

In my dream I was standing on the shore of a sandy beach, leaning against a piling. I was dressed as for church: a dress, pumps and modest jewelry, my hair neatly combed. A swell of water came in and overtook me, covering me completely. It was not a crashing wave, but an upwelling of the sea. It did not crush me against the piling, nor did it tumble me with furor-rather it came in Continue reading

Blue Christmas

This year our church hosted a “Blue Christmas” service: one designed for people in mourning, or who have suffered loss, or who deal with depression, or who for whatever reason, just don’t feel up to the typical “festiveness” of the season.  A contemplative service, it offered a message of love, compassion and support without the trappings of HAPPYHAPPYHAPPYHOLIDAYS!!!!! Having lost our only child due to cancer recently, I was NOT looking forward to this service. Continue reading

The Wall

After 4urmph years of marriage, he has learned that any comment beginning with “you know what would be nice….” portends some construction/redecorating/rejuvenation project in which his cooperation/participation is mandatory. So, DH demonstrated some restraint when I suggested that what we needed was a wall. “Yes,” I told him….”a wall on the east end of our lanai.”  It would, I reasoned, block all those unsavory elements that pressed against us…unwanted. I had invited people for Christmas Continue reading

All creatures…..

IMG_20181215_193846 Lily and Ewalani each have a large pillow to lay on. Akamai the wonder dog has always chosen to lay on the floor. But age is catching up to him, and we notice he is commandeering one of the pillows when we all sit downstairs and watch TV in the evening. So, for Christmas, I bought him his own pillow, and hid it away where all the other “treasures” were hid, planning to wrap it Continue reading

I Love IT…..

…when a plan comes together. DH says today was just one of those days when it all works. My treadmill had stopped “adjusting.”  I could do 3, or 4, or 5….miles per hour. But not 3.8. Or 4.6 (or, on really good days, 5.2). And the stop button er….stopped… working so that I had to lift off the the magnetic key which automatically stopped the thing (and erased the accumulated distance/time measurement). I checked online Continue reading

The Thing(s) is Gone (part 2)….

piano ….long live the thing(s). In 1976, I bought a Hammond X5 portable (jobbing) organ.  It was  “portable” in that it could be folded up and carried to gigs-even though it weighed more than 100lbs). Paired with a Leslie 760 speaker (5′ x 3′ and >75lbs)….it was an honorable attempt at the B3 Hammond sound.  It “jobbed” through innumerable weddings, graduations, Bar Mitzvahs, and fests…. And it followed me from Warren, Michigan…to Phoenix, Arizona…..to Reno, Nevada…to Continue reading

Out, Out Damned….

…earworm. An earworm is that snippet of song that persists in your head long after the song has ended. A psychologist may call it perseveration. I tend to picture this worm as a leech….tenaciously sinking his teeth into those brain synapses and refusing to loosen his grip. This past Sunday was not only the feast of Christ the King, but also the feast day of the Holy Sovereigns -the commemoration of when King Kamehameha and Continue reading

Out, Out Damned Spot……

KODAK Digital Still Camera …..light. The beautiful blue splash maran hen that I bought several months ago in order to get the dark chocolate colored eggs they produce,  and which turned out to be a rooster instead of a hen…. ……has done a fine job of breeding with my Austrolops.  When I realized she was a he, I hoped that breeding him might pass the almost-black-egg-gene along. I successfully had two hatchlings a few weeks ago, and like a Continue reading

A Little Bitty Tear…..

…is all I’ll shed when Sears finally shuts down-it would appear that it will be soon. ….A tear because of the memories of Uncle Fred.  He was a Sears’ repairman, and I remember when that MEANT something, because (in the good ole’ days) one could count on Sears’ quality and “backing” of their products.  He made a good living, supported his family and earned a generous pension which afforded him (and his widow after his Continue reading

Be Careful …..

My Buff Orpington hens are going on seven years old now….definitely geriatric.  One of them has ALWAYS been broody (she will sit in a nest box for days on end trying to hatch eggs that may not even be there.)  So when my Blue Splash Maran hen turned out to be a rooster, I decided to take advantage of the broodiness.  I took six newly laid eggs (I had seen that the rooster had been Continue reading