Category Archives: Home

Use It or Lose It

The dentist asked me how I’d travel home.“I walk.” “Up Market Street?” He looked aghast.But I’ve been walking all my life. I roamthe streets to work or shop. My pace is fastand purposeful – I look and use my ears,and … Continue reading →

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Returning

Precious to returnhome, no matter the reasonfor time spent away.

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Sez Me

Deciding that I’ll make a holidayfor solo me today, I didn’t pushto exercise or chores. I started playinstead of work, and took my coffee strong.I even put my bathing on delay.I focused on uncovering my whims –I’m thinking I will … Continue reading →

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Shared Bin Complaint

It’s difficult to share a garbage bin –inhabitants each have disposal views.Whenever someone vacates or moves in,they tend to cram and otherwise abusethe needs of other residents. And worsethan what is meant for landfill, is the stuffthat occupies recycle bins … Continue reading →

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Excreta

I like the eucalypt above the deck.I fancy the biota in my yard.But critters make their messes. Squirrels wreckthe seedlings and they piss from high above.The crows I love deface the wood with fleckand splat of poop – tenacious chalky … Continue reading →

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Puzzle Progress

This jigsaw puzzle’s numerous and hard.I thought I’d quit it if it took me days,but now I’m hooked in table-covered craze. My daughter sent it like a New Year’s card.She bought one for herself and distance-plays.This jigsaw puzzle’s numerous and … Continue reading →

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Big Puzzle Little House

We build a puzzle every New Year’s Eve.It started in my husband’s parents’ placemore years ago than many will believe,when they were still alive, before disgrace,divorce and scandal altered gatherings.My daughter loves tradition, so she buysa jigsaw puzzle with the … Continue reading →

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Chores

I’m fortunate. I really shouldn’t rant,but Monday mornings are intense and tough.Committed to long exercise, I can’tbe Sunday sedentary. That’s a roughreality, but add to it the store,for usually I’m mostly out of food.I have to hike an hour to … Continue reading →

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Winterized Garden

It took until December for the treesto lose their leaves. We’ve had a little rainthat brought down ash – particulate debrisfrom all the awful fires of the fall.The daytime peaks at 59 degreesand, finally, we’ve turned the sprinklers off.We don’t … Continue reading →

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No Colds

A year ago I thought I caught a cold,except it never moved the way mine do.Bronchitis didn’t come. My body toldme virus penetrated, moving throughmy upper torso to pollute my gut.I’m old and never felt that way till then.It took … Continue reading →

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