Author Archives: Susan

Lord knows I stand in my shop at the worktable for long periods of time so it shouldn’t have bothered me, but this afternoon working at a paper cutter for two hours I was near crying with the pain.  I … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Feelin’ the changes of new and improved; sadly missing the old. Ray’s Village Food Mart is gone, after thirty-something years in the center of town.  Replaced by a soon-to-be expanded Dairy Mart or some such thing.  We townies were asked … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Well that was quite fun.  I did some running around to banks and grocery and pharmacy, then stopped at Friendly’s and got a chocolate milkshake with a bendy straw in a plain brown paper bag to sneak it into the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Popping buds fooled by days of sun and soft warm wind lay startled into halted growth frozen against the cold grey skies March brings.  A leaf of tulip curls in a tiny question mark of Nature’s prank. Continue reading →

Could be two days, could be two months.  My father-in-law’s illness is terminal, and it depends upon keeping his lungs free of fluid, but there is no pain from the tumors that slowly press against his esophagus, and destroy the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Had an absolutely delightful sitdown with a couple of friends yesterday afternoon that demonstrated both the spontaneity of an unplanned meeting and the bonding of minds that holds people together.  We’ve worked together on various projects and have enjoyed each … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Funny how human growth can settle into cycles.  Bursting forth or skidding to a halt to nestle on a new plateau.  Learning, seeking, finding, learning what is found; it’s all a pattern that repeats itself as if our skin is … Continue reading → Continue reading →

An early morning deathwatch is in the news today.  Watchers are advised to stand by and to prepare for updates and changes that can affect the normal routine.  If you must go out, take your cellphone.  Sleep light and keep … Continue reading → Continue reading →

There’s something beautiful within the drizzliest of late winter days.  The willows and forsythias are yellowing; the maples wetly red; cottonwoods, their long whips bumpy with waiting leaves; and lilac buds swell to bursting.  It is promise of color and … Continue reading → Continue reading →