Monthly Archives: September 2018

Intro

Posted on September 20, 2018 by sputterpub

Last weekend I was swamped by family. The week before was builders, mites and fleas. Recovered from bronchitis recently, my energy is back and I don’t wheeze, but I deplore the hours I have lost, while grateful for how well … Continue reading →

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September

Posted on September 18, 2018 by sputterpub

Eucalyptus leaves season the deck with earth-toned clattering teardrops

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Let Him Be

Posted on September 17, 2018 by sputterpub

He had a chance but never took a shot. I know he always meant to, but somehow the moment never interrupted: not important, just distracting. Every vow to make a move was countered or postponed, with little growth or progress … Continue reading →

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The Last Label

Posted on September 13, 2018 by sputterpub

“Low maintenance” is how my kids describe me now they’re grown and I’m at times their guest. When they were young I fed them diatribe and anecdote, but both of them have stressed I wasn’t harsh or selfish. So I … Continue reading →

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The Other Fog

Posted on September 11, 2018 by sputterpub

Had to fog the house to choke summer’s immigrants – rat fleas and rat mites

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The Project

Posted on September 10, 2018 by sputterpub

In order to improve I have to move. I mean it – that’s no Sunday metaphor. The plumbing off, no other pipes in lieu of it, I might abide the noise and more, but I can’t prosper waterless in place. … Continue reading →

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No Duh

Posted on September 6, 2018 by sputterpub

I think that I’m so smart but married twice, two men it’s clear I didn’t clearly see. And sure I paid a pained and heavy price, but nothing made me plumb their mystery until long after each had gone away. … Continue reading →

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Removal

Posted on September 4, 2018 by sputterpub

Disruption is a catalyst for growth. Although my place will be improved by spring, I’ll have to undergo a move I’m loath to make, so others can be hammering, removing and rebuilding to refine dimensions and the cabinets and bed. … Continue reading →

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Pests

Posted on September 3, 2018 by sputterpub

My neighbor thought that she was getting bites from fleas, although she doesn’t own a pet. When I got bit my research led to mites from rats beneath the house, who must sublet from all the skunks and possums I … Continue reading →

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