Category Archives: REALITY

Well I got my Halloween wish: there were less kids at my door than candy. Continue reading →

It’s about 1:30 p.m. here on a cool sunny Halloween and the little monsters have about four hours to get to my door before the candy’s all gone. Happy Halloween.  May your bones rattle for many more years. Continue reading →

Driving around, randomly thinking of this or of that.  Autumn smells of sweet green gone golden.  Color filters on sunlight, mauve morning, apricot dawn.  Filling out property tax forms at town hall, forgetting Ted’s frames to present him before someone … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This is something I would seriously consider doing if I were alone: buy the 13-acre town of Albert, TX (pop. 4) on e-bay.  The owner wants $2 mil but the current bid, with 24 hours to go, is at $175k.  … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Bad dreams last night, those realistic ones where folks you know live in houses that fly. Continue reading →

Too cute not to share, my sister-in-law’s new pups:

Not only rain but dripping ticking off the seconds into minutes into hours of lonely work.  Amid the artwork by Matisse and Ansel Adams and brightest yet the fingerpaintings by Finnoula, little Maeve and Magdalene I try but it is … Continue reading → Continue reading →

We don’t go out to eat often and when we do it’s leaning towards something we can’t make as easily at home.  Chinese is one of those, Mexican another, although I do produce some semblance of both on a regular … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Thinkin’, thinkin’, and wandered outside still looking at things from a different perspective.  Had to catch the moment of a dark wet morning, saturated with color. And the ‘beautiful bush’ — the snowball that I call the cemetary bush because … Continue reading →

Corned beef and cabbage, carrots and potatoes all a one-pot dinner with a mandatory single can of beer done in the pressure cooker.  And two apple pies.  One we bring to Gus’ and one is left here for Jim so … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Yesterday Mary, elegant, eighty, dressed like myself in jeans and plaid shirt, comes into my shop and over fine art photography done by her husband now eight years’ gone, we speak of toaster ovens. Shortly after her husband died, she … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Realizing that once one becomes focused on something in particular one becomes more aware of and therefore recognizes similarities that might otherwise have not been noted (i.e., I came to suspect that in 1997 the Honda CRV only was selling … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Last week religion, this week politics enters Kid Nation.  And despite those who would predict otherwise, religion brought the town together just as politics separates it. There’s Olivia,  who looks more like Hillary than her own Chelsea, who’s challenging the … Continue reading →

Chuck steak with potatoes, onions and a can of beer done up in a pressure cooker.  Fresh-killed butternut squash whipped with a pat of butter and a dollop of sour cream.  Red red wine.  Two men I adore.  The laughter–over … Continue reading → Continue reading →