My Summer List

It’s Saturday night, August 19 as I write, and I’ve been having one of those weeks where I believe the maxim that the older you get the faster time goes. Blink, and another week has passed. That never happens to you, right? My daughter is a Head Start...

Of Losses and New Normals

I still have $2.85 left on the prepaid card at the coffee shop where I used to spend Saturday mornings. There used to be a barista who would see me coming through the door, with my laptop bag over my shoulder, and ask, “Having your usual?” I also had a...

MIA: Still Waiting

I’ve been missing in action. I admit it. But I haven’t been AWOL because of a conscious decision to desert my own blog. I’m not trying to neglect my duty. I’m a creature of habit and generally stay on top of things. We all have seasons where...

Enter the Panic Zone

It happens every year. About February, when we get a warm spell that you might not associate with February in Colorado (but which happens every year) I see the first signs of the rash of larkspur that brings glory to my yard in summer. Then it turns cold, we get a...