Category Archives: REALITY

People who change at the sight of a dollar. Change that’s not for the good. Getting whacked with a shovel on your way out of the hole. Or tripping on the very top step. Losing your grip. And sliding all … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Writing, watching and listening to Jim Croce on PBS.  Always was one of my favorites.  "Time in a Bottle" is one of the loveliest songs I’ve ever heard. This artist wrote most of his songs, and each held a story, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I have the sand that Andy gave me in the hour that he died.  A wind-cut icy Saturday January morning.  In between the breaths I gave him back I never thought to thank him. The sand I poured to store … Continue reading → Continue reading →

In the straining light of a birthing sun, baby blue snow, baby pink sky–congratulations!  It’s a day! Continue reading →

Itty bit slippery out there tonight.  I’m not used to driving on snow or ice, because for almost twenty years I’ve had a home business and simply didn’t  go out because I didn’t have to.  But Greenie performed like a … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’ll have to come back and delete this entry, but I’m sitting here giggling my head off despite the fact that within 15 minutes after I shoveled the driveway the damn snowplow came by to fling the mud back on … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I want to live long enough to see this:  Engineers devise invisibility shield by Philip BallElectron effects could stop objects from scattering light. Just think how that changes everything–how it will affect literature by taking invisibility out of the realm … Continue reading → Continue reading →

My neighbor has a very sophisticated home alarm system, ringing both into the security company as well as the police station.  However, there are a few little quirks in the system, and I’m one of them. As happened again, the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Anticipation of a path in time and truly several.  Sitting, working, waiting for forecasted snow.  Super Doppler says mid afternoon; I check my daily calendar:  2:45 p.m. – Writers Festival meeting; 4:00 p.m. – Dinner; 6:30 p.m. – CW Class.  … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Aha, that’s what I was missing in my life; hip grinding, doing the bump with the stool, crashing into your world music. Just blared the stereo up in the shop and danced.  Felt good.  Thought back to my wedding day … Continue reading → Continue reading →

What’s moving me today, sung by Willie, Ryan Adams, Hank Williams III and Keith Richards.  (Lyrics by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards) "Take me down little Susie, take me downI know you think you’re the queen of the undergroundYou can … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Oh boy!  Oh joy!  Morning rabbit tracks in the snow!  They tell a story, just like words.  A rabbit is living underneath my frameshop.  This is good because I was afraid it was the skunk. Continue reading →

Avoiding as much as I can get away with the routine of day.  The work and home chores sacrificed to a higher god of creativity.  How can you feel poetic doing laundry?  Although it is true, I must admit, that … Continue reading → Continue reading →

A sunny morning belies the foreshadow of the snow storm sailing into port, an ETA of sometime in the night.  I see the forecast on the laptop where I’m sitting in the living room, and am interrupted by bird shadows … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Got home a bit earlier from Western Civ tonight.  Despite the questions from the back of the room like, "So how did they (16th century & prior) know what an hour was?  Or when to go to bed?" Honest to … Continue reading → Continue reading →