Years That Answer

We have acclimated to the climate and, except for the steamiest of hot summer days, we do not turn on our air conditioning until mid-morni...

Our 3-year old grandson, N, thinks he is the boss of us.  He is a quirky, funny little person, a bundle of bedevilment and raw, wil...

I meant to write a funny post.  Then I got sick last Friday just before the long 4th of July weekend.  While convalescing I read a lot o...

It is hard being surrounded by the pain, hardship and hatred that is rampant in this old world.  I notice the wrongness of it even more sinc...

A friend sent me the following poem. She knows I miss the trees that grew on our land when we lived in Upstate NY.  The Mangroves by Mar...

T and I finally went to see the new Mad Max movie ( Fury Road ) the other night.  Fury Road was not nearly as good as the gloriously futuri...

The other morning I almost made pasta sauce with peppermint instead of oregano. I decided to make red sauce in the slow cooker for a change....

When I was a little girl I liked to hide just out of sight on the breezeway steps so I could hear my mother and Bernie (the next door neig...

What is this thing they call dirt in Central Florida?  It looks like sand mixed with a little topsoil to me.  You should have seen my face ...

I just came back from an imaging clinic where I was supposed to have an MRI.  I am wildly, breathtakingly claustrophobic and the prospect of...