Bringing Sixty Back

Familiar feelings returned as my fingertips softly hovered. The keys before me, my mind engaged, I began the tap-tapping of letters and words. On the most average of Mondays, slightly before midnight, I toyed with the idea of writing. My laptop was buried under only an inch of paperwork, junk mail and retirement account advertisements.Continue reading “Bringing Sixty Back”

Writing Again. 3/16.

My grandfather’s rocking chair with worn but polished armrests, warmed in the morning sunshine with colors of awakening evergreens…mmm, time to write…

June.2023.

Ten hours of sleep, three hours of South Park..

It happened overnight..

I looked to the work ahead of me with a soul that had waited my whole life to be fifty-seven…

The Pets of the Bungalow

Wally is recovering from his surgery and teaching me a few things.

Attacking Resolutions

I am a soft person, but I feel a need to attack my goals. 2023. Dare I say, “May the attack be with you?”

Frying Bacon and Reading

No multi-tasking except for moments when I fried bacon while reading a presidential autobiography.

A Gift of Ice Blizzard.

As I wrote another to-do list, I listened to the business news television report. As I folded laundry, I turned to the business news channel. The Federal Reserve had met…

Advent ‘22 Hope

Please, please “give a hoot.” The gifts of the season are not always the prettiest or most convenient…

A Touch Romantic.

In a world of stock markets and business results, the power of romantic self-awareness..