Tag Archives: life
A Special Place
Every morning I take my faithful canine companion, Sparkle, for a walk. We have route that we both enjoy. Sparkle likes it because it is a treasure –trove of (apparently) fascinating smells. I enjoy it because it is beautiful and … Continue reading
Hair
Hair! We fuss with it, wash it, brush it, comb it, oil it, gel it, curl it, straighten it, color it, cut it, complain about it, and even lose it. My mother had thick, black, luxurious hair. When … Continue reading
War Is Declared
Hello dear readers, It’s been a while since I put a story on this blog–so I thought I’d give you a treat. This is one of the stories I plan to include in my next book, a collection of short … Continue reading
At the Dentist
I had extensive dental work done recently. My dentist is a very kind, gentle woman who makes the experience as easy as possible. So instead of being tense and alert, worrying about whether or not something would hurt, I … Continue reading
My Love Affair
I have had a love affair with the beach since –well, my earliest memory. The sound of the surf as it rolls onto the shore is a comfort to me. The sand between my toes and the fresh, salt … Continue reading
Going AWOL
My dog, Sparkle, went AWOL a few nights ago. She’s back home where she belongs now, and I’m being vigilant about making sure I know where she is at all times. Here is the (almost) tragic tale. It was … Continue reading
I Turned Around
I turned around and my daughter was leaving home for college. She was eighteen, a pretty, raven haired girl. We packed her stuff (there was a lot of it) into her red car and our car, too, and … Continue reading
I Am A Bookaholic!
It’s true. I looked it up on the internet, and I present these typical symptoms: I will sit and read for hours at a time, sometimes until my eyes are so tired I can hardly focus on the words on … Continue reading
A Taste of Home
I think everyone who moves away from home nostalgically remembers foods they loved and can’t get anymore. New Yorkers wax poetically about bagels, pizza and well, just about everything else. Those of us from Buffalo have a soft place in … Continue reading
Then Our Eyes Met…
My husband had beautiful green-brown hazel eyes. They were, other than his thick, wavy, auburn tinged brown hair, his best feature. When he annoyed me (too many times to count), he’d look at me, eyes all innocent. “Don’t give me … Continue reading