I figured I would write a Poetry Friday post this week because I’ve missed posting to a couple of them. Janice Scully is our host this week on her blog Salt City Verse. Please visit her page for her poem about Democracy and some Christmas Cheer as well. Janice will be one of the featured…
After a somewhat downtrodden post yesterday, I am upbeat and optimistic today. Many of my Poetry Friday friends offered support and understanding about my desire for real conversation. I thank all of them that responded. It got me thinking about friendship in general and how there are many types of friends and none of them…
I am currently reading The Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris. The book has been scary and enjoyable all at the same time. Look for a review in a future post. The main character in the book, the Tattooist or “Tatowierer” as he is referred to by the SS in the novel carries a bag…
My writing has taken center stage in my life as far as my free time lately. Last night, for example, I was rushing into my home office to finish a poem I had started. I had forgotten the deadline was December 6th. I ended up hitting the submittable button about fifteen minutes prior to the…
A rainy Saturday is a good day to pursue projects. This includes crafting, home improvements, home maintenance, and even cooking up some nice treats or processing all those vegetables that seem to be coming in with abundance. Of course doing all one’s projects in one Saturday is usually not possible. But, we strive to get…
Why do some people want others to fail? I sincerely do not understand this. Recently, I stared watching the PBS series Victoria on our Roku device. It is clear in the first episode that the young Queen’s mother wants her to fail at her duties to serve as Monarch. Her own mother! Really! This is…
We had several projects going on this week at home. Last Saturday, my husband and I pruned the fruit trees in our home orchard. I took the opportunity to write about that. But, there have been other projects as well. Since our youngest son moved out, his bedroom has been a source of need. The…
Writing every day with substance and relevance is hard. Most days, the words flow from my mind on to the computer screen with minimal effort. Some days, it is a struggle to pull them out. Today is one such day. This is the post I probably should have written yesterday. I need to take my…
Today, in the upper mid-west, we are having a good, ol’ fashioned snow storm. This is something I don’t mind at all, now that we’re retired. With no place we absolutely have to go to, we can stay safely at home. Gazing out the windows, the gently falling snow makes everything look clean, and unblemished….
I keep hearing a voice saying, “Carol, make sure you press your seams open.” “Carol, don’t forget to trim your threads.” “Carol, take time measuring. Measure twice, cut once.” The voice is my grandmother’s. She’s been long gone, dying at age 92 almost twenty years ago. Born in 1910, she lived through some interesting times….