
Lately I’ve noticed we can learn about life in nearly everything we do. This weekend I found some life lessons I’ve learned from playing the game solitaire. Continue reading “Solitaire”
Lately I’ve noticed we can learn about life in nearly everything we do. This weekend I found some life lessons I’ve learned from playing the game solitaire. Continue reading “Solitaire”
Just one single word with has been rumbling around in my head all weekend. I can’t seem to let it go. I am noticing roots in the world around me in my garden, family, location, spiritual, historical, and future.
What does Gettin’ Cozy mean to you? Is it curling up with your honey? Bundling up for a hike in the snow? How about a tank and shorts to breathe in the sea air on a windy day at the beach? Maybe a cup of coffee or is hot cocoa more your style? Hanging with your BFFs, or family? Let’s Get Cozy about it. Continue reading “Gettin’ Cozy”
Carving stuff has me thinking… Yes, I’ve been watching “Halloween Wars” reruns this weekend. Carving pumpkins and cakes has me thinking about the ‘carving’ I am tackling in my life. Continue reading “Carving Time”
This adage has been around for a long time. I remember it growing up as a woman in the 70s and 80s. When women were stepping into the workplace in the 70s, we were told to ‘put it in a nutshell.’ In other words, communicate in the fewest words possible. Continue reading “In a Nutshell”
I’m sitting here in my writing corner, itching to write. My fingers literally tingle. I haven’t written anything in five days. I’m antsy and just a little (okay maybe a lot) frenetic with creative energy. I have not worked on any stories or posts. I miss writing. I crave it…
Last week, I was watching, with bemused fascination, a show about the new trend in tiny houses. I am amazed by how expensive they can be and how many people want to live together in one little house on wheels aka Travel Trailer (circa nineteen seventy something). Continue reading “Tiny”
As you may know, I’ve been spending way too much time in hospitals this calendar year. And man-o-man, (there’s some 70s slang for ya!) do those hospital waiting room/guest chairs hurt my back! Continue reading “Hospital Visits”