Category Archives: Home

Trespassers

Posted on October 29, 2022 by sputterpub

I love this garden cottage. I’m amused by squirrel antics, possum lethargy, and even skunks at foraging. I’m used to raccoon noises and temerity. And I adore the doors of glass I see, but I might need a threshold tall … Continue reading →

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The Cost of Good Deeds

Posted on October 28, 2022 by sputterpub

Because I took the job of paying bills for all five owners of this property, and seeking reimbursement for the spills advanced on their behalf by only me, and due to the protections and the drills established for “our own … Continue reading →

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Impotence

Posted on October 21, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m told they can’t repair my internet as long as there is scaffolding out front. Of course that doesn’t settle my upset (no splice available, no splint or shunt?). But what’s the point in voicing gripe or grunt? There’s no … Continue reading →

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Early Rising

Posted on October 20, 2022 by sputterpub

I don’t know why I woke at 4 a.m. I wasn’t worried. Had I had enough of rest in 10 days home? I doubt the REM was adequate — my eyelids feel as rough as if I were awake all … Continue reading →

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Roseality

Posted on October 18, 2022 by sputterpub

With baby steps we’re starting to improve. The work in front gets closer to its end, and snags encountered by the last to move onto this property of late amend. Undoubtedly the list will never end, but here’s a Covid … Continue reading →

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Covid-Stuck

Posted on October 15, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m Covid-stuck at home alone 10 days, but this seems easier than at the start. Time passes as I nap, and I’ve learned ways to while hours now. The food and meds I want my brother lovingly conveys. The need … Continue reading →

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A Brief Arrest

Posted on October 14, 2022 by sputterpub

I watched my children, when it started, freak out at the threat it held for their young kid. They closed their doors entirely, and week by week they said to me they must forbid my visiting unless I saw no … Continue reading →

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Inadvertent Pruning

Posted on October 12, 2022 by sputterpub

The good news is my Covid’s not severe. The bad is I still have to isolate. And yesterday the gardener worked back here, and as he used his shears to amputate wisteria that shot above the gate, he cut the … Continue reading →

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The Weakness of Words

Posted on September 5, 2022 by sputterpub

There used to be a woman living here –the oldest member of our H.O.A.and mean as spit, abusive, raining fearand loathing till they carted her away(a memory care unit has her now).But in those days, she did her part and … Continue reading →

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Friendly Racket

Posted on August 30, 2022 by sputterpub

The cottage where I live is in a yardbehind a big brown-shingled Berkeley boxcontaining four apartments. It’s not hardto relish quiet, rarely needing locks,for I’m unseen, unheard, just on my guardenough. It’s seldom anybody knocks.But lately maintenance work in front … Continue reading →

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