I’m prone to forgetfulness. I can easily forget that I’ve already seen a given movie or television show, taken my thrice daily medications, and what day it is. Where I’ve left my handbook, shoes, keys, mail, garden clippers, and the dog’s leash are just as likely to slip my mind. They stay slipped, until I search all possible locations. My lapses in memory grew serious … Continue reading Forgetting Myself
Oh, Teacup, Yes, it can be hard being an adult. And, no, I cannot do it for you. But I can offer some ‘sage’ guidance. First, accept you are a grown up despite your tender years and reticence. There are literally millions of people exactly your age. In some cultures, and in prior times, you’d be considered nearly ancient. Until you are an old, old … Continue reading Oh, Teacup, You are Grown
An over-riding condition of my move from big to smaller house has been my personal mandate that I remain in my neighborhood. I have the great good fortune to live among friendly, helpful and interesting people. Most are within 15 years of my age. We share appreciation of our greater community, gardening, and get-togethers, and hold similar base values. It is so cool. End of … Continue reading Neighbors
The InConstant Muse 