Category Archives: REALITY

…truly the mother of invention.  A bum barn door that threatens to flatten me like Wile E. Coyote every time it jumps its track fixed by switching doors around instead of spending money now on proper replacements before the winter. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

A neighbor driving by, slows, stops.  Bids good morning, laughs and questions the incongruity of what I carry to the shop; a laptop, hammer, jug of wine.  The hammer used to hang a mirror in the house, the gallon jug … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Physical day today, stressing muscles moving furniture the bed where I was conceived forty-five miles away and many mental miles beyond.  Rock maple moved here, my walnut to replace it, beds and dressers empty of their people’s clothes and dreams.  … Continue reading → Continue reading →

While I’m tossing Christmas catalogs without so much as a glance this year, the Vermont Country Store is one I can’t avoid.  For decades I had been ordering their fruit slices for my mother, their old-fashioned horehounds for my father … Continue reading → Continue reading →

We racked the wine the second time tonight.  Seventy five or more pounds of purple grapes turned ruby liquid in two five gallon carboys.  Removed the must, the top of floating skins and seeds; the bottom is the lees, the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Don’t tell me time is ticking tocking like a heart beat flub and dubbing uncontrolled by human mind and film still doesn’t make it so. Waiting makes an hour a hundred-twenty minutes longer on some days that could instead see … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Raining hard this evening, ended up not having heart, not going out almost to a class for inspiration.  Home watching I Walk the Line:  A Night for Johnny Cash and feeling good from lyrics written from life, like stories set … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Sometimes I really hate people.  But take this post as a WARNING: Last week I received an e-mail from (possibly) Amazon.com regarding my account.  The e-mail said that they had been notified by my bank that my credit card may … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Come back to California Mr. Disney!  We’re living in the time of world you only touched with mind and hand.  We buy our golden eggs from quacking ducks and talking geckos.  Just in case we need it and we do.  … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Clouds pass over, white puffed with promise, black with doom, sometimes stopping dropping rain for me instead of crying.  Tandem random even super Doppler radar didn’t know.  My heart left my umbrella in my mind. Wet and wanting, waiting for … Continue reading → Continue reading →

8:15 each morning, crossing lawns, leaving size five footprints in the frosted grass.  Warming hands with lotion soothing as my voice to heal a sewn-together knee.  Last year to Chris I was Nurse Fuzzy and Fran was called Nurse Jane … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Took a break and rode out for an errand.  Down by the river, trees naked gray their hair fell out with autumn chemotherapy, revival and survival.  Leaves in golden curls on grass no longer green.  Centuries of mowings, leaves, and … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Finally, eight hours of sleep on spaghetti with white clam sauce made from scratch, spinach and mushroom salad, mozzarella garlic bread and Reisling prepared as a birthday dinner by the man.  Flowers from Gus, coconut custard pie, good conversation, laughter … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I sit here cold and lonely in my little shop, hunched against the chill of barn night air.  This day should be a special one, a marker of a life and so I look within and stop at what I … Continue reading → Continue reading →