Avoidance, my old friend

  I keep a pretty close eye on myself. At this point in my life, there is little reason for one day to be much different from the next unless I want it to be, and I like it like that.  I like that each day has promise and possibility and that I can wallow…

Read more

Cool August Mornings and a Mother’s Worries

It’s about that time.  The heat of August has come like it always does and with it damp mornings that will always remind me of getting ready for a new school year to begin.  As soon as the MoH is off to work, I putz around the pots and planters on my patio, snipping away…

Read more

Getting the mail

I realize with a start that it’s been a while since I’ve been out to get the mail.  A while as in days.  Remnants of past mail piles have been disbursed from their less than attractive spot on the dining room table to the trash and a basket that seems to accumulate that sort of…

Read more

A Five Year Retrospective

I think it was this weekend five years ago my husband orchestrated my 50th birthday party with the help of my best friend who graciously held the party at her home.  It seems longer ago than five years, and considering all that has happened in that time, it qualifies as yet another of my lifetimes.

Read more

Saturation point

saturation (sat-u-ra-tion) noun The state or process that occurs when no more of something can be absorbed, combined with, or added. This would be me on food. Eating it, looking at it, purchasing it, cooking it, cleaning it up, and most of all — writing about it.  I’m saturated.  In fact, I’m probably super-saturated, but…

Read more