Category Archives: Home

Keto Kitchen Kounter

Posted on September 9, 2019 by sputterpub

When I moved back, my discipline did not. It wasn’t that I craved the bread, desserts, or Triscuits. I can’t say that I forgot how sugar’s toxic, carbohydrate hurts, and all digestive systems need a break. It’s more like I … Continue reading →

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Red Red Rose

Posted on September 3, 2019 by sputterpub

I said I didn’t love the hybrid rose, for unattractive foliage and fuss. Its fragrance used to overwhelm my nose. Its thorns are piercing to the limbs of us. A gift of scissored roses seemed to me akin to the … Continue reading →

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Parallel Lines Meet at My Place

Posted on August 26, 2019 by sputterpub

Approaching home improvement with a plan, I marshaled funds and interviewed four pros. I paid attention to what can’t and can be done, and chose a team that surely knows construction, plumbing, wiring, paint and tile. I backed off then … Continue reading →

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Misplacements

Posted on August 20, 2019 by sputterpub

Disruption I invited took me out of house and habit, for a quarter year. I packed away my comforts, moved about three miles to the south, into a sphere of love and friendship, where I learned what plays on television … Continue reading →

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Yellow Roses

Posted on August 12, 2019 by sputterpub

Some things I seldom do I did last week. It started Tuesday morning, I believe. I hurt my back with five-pound weights – I speak of that not much or loudly, trying not to grieve about surprises aging throws at … Continue reading →

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Absence of Outhouse

Posted on August 1, 2019 by sputterpub

As soon as we had permits, there was placed a lockless porta-potty at our curb. Somebody tipped it once. Someone defaced its side with paint. Its bulk did not disturb my eyes, it didn’t stink, no neighbor yelped. I’m sure … Continue reading →

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The Redwood Deck

Posted on July 22, 2019 by sputterpub

My cottage is a single room. Across a deck and rocky spot my office shed was built. The wood went soft; the stones grew moss; I opted to replace them both. Instead of mixing media or using stone for every … Continue reading →

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Kept

Posted on July 1, 2019 by sputterpub

I live in one large room. I don’t own much. Remodeling required me to go, before and after moving items. Such it was, I had at least two prompts to throw away what I no longer use, reserve my space … Continue reading →

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The Sink

Posted on June 11, 2019 by sputterpub

The kitchen counter I selected was of Corian, with integrated sink. I chose it over stone or tile, cause I liked the jointless look. It made me think it wouldn’t grow a gap or spring a leak. Its seamless surface … Continue reading →

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Dishwasher

Posted on June 4, 2019 by sputterpub

I have to test the dishwasher – so much has been delivered damaged or installed with leak, without a level, or with such a gap I can’t ignore. I’m not appalled, upset; it’s not a shock or a surprise that … Continue reading →

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