Tag Archives: writing

For my birthday, please consider donating to love

Posted on July 21, 2019 by

Yesterday was my birthday.  Wow, 62!  Who knew this age would ever arrive on the doorstep, bringing with it this very flavor of aches and pains, joys and laughter?  Who knew? At age 11 or 35 or 54 we can … Continue reading →

Posted in July 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , | 42 Comments

Mystical green hat and red shoes

Posted on May 22, 2019 by

Years ago I wanted to tell you a story. Unfortunately, I wasn’t blogging at that time.  Taking a break, as you’d have it. So the story was swallowed away into memory. Today I am going to share the story of … Continue reading →

Posted in May 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 58 Comments

Lake Superior Creature Fairy Tale

Posted on April 23, 2019 by

In the old days, older than the oldest days, long before you drew your first ragged breath, long before your grandmother’s grandmother’s grandmother drew her first ragged and tentative breath–that’s when this story begins. In the bottom of Lake Superior … Continue reading →

Posted in April, 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

On Cattail Pond

Posted on November 29, 2018 by

  Some of you may remember the movie “On Golden Pond” that came out in 1981.  Don’t you love the image that name invokes?  A serene pond-lake golden in the sunset.  A pair of loons welcoming the main characters home.  … Continue reading →

Posted in November 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments

Longing

Posted on October 2, 2018 by

Do you ever wake up on a Tuesday morning with an undefinable longing?  It palpitates near the heart, perhaps, beating its insistence with a red drumbeat whispering, “Please, please, please.” Of course a mere human can’t figure out what longing … Continue reading →

Posted in October 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , | 53 Comments

I have been eaten by caterpillars & other early September stories

Posted on September 3, 2018 by

  This morning a leaf beckoned me to open the deck door and walk outside.  Come, come, it whispered.  I am covered with dew.  I am a harbinger of autumn, even though most of your leaves still sing in green.  … Continue reading →

Posted in September 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Rant from the “seat of my pants”

Posted on August 21, 2018 by

Spoiler alert:  This is not a rant about how the world is going to hell in a hand basket.  It’s not a rant about how we sleep at night with starving children in Sudan.  It’s not a rant about Trump … Continue reading →

Posted in August 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 63 Comments