Photo Friday – Three years ago?
I’m breaking up. It’s the end of an era. But I just couldn’t handle the constant interruptions in my internet access. So goodbye Sonic, my sweet little Mendocino company where actual humans answer… Continue reading
Category Archive: Uncategorized
6 Comments
A California Conspiracy?
Familiar pleasures of air travel: crying baby, neighbor with stanky feet, and person in the window seat with the bladder of a small woodland animal. On my way back from Seattle I was… Continue reading
Photo Friday – Stairs
I’ll make you a deal. One post per week with words in it, less than a page-worth, circa 500. And one post of photos. Workable? Wednesday had words in it, and… Continue reading
One of those days
Yesterday was just one of those days. Tasks taking longer, lung-based cold draining further, nothing going forward as fast as I needed it to. (And also, of course my health insurance company… Continue reading
Quick trip to Seattle
Is it just me or is this year’s cold a serious pain in the neck? Still just a cold, no need antibiotics, but enough to have me emailing my upstairs neighbors to ask… Continue reading
Big beauty, little biter
So small a creature, it was kind of laughable. But damn, that bite did sting. Or was it that sting that bit? With this particular little bullet of an angry bee, I wasn’t… Continue reading
This is not your last chance to go to Cuba
Both “Cuba is changing rapidly” and “Cuba is a great place to visit” have been true for a long time, and I don’t expect either to change any time soon. Buuuut. Direct flights… Continue reading
Discouraged and recouraged
I knew right away that I wanted this man to be my mentor. It was just obvious. He had no kids, my father died when I was four, he was a legend… Continue reading
Attack of the anxiety
The human body is a lunatic. Why else would it get up, barely bothering to wake you, install a racing pulse, shaking vision, and burn so many calories that on a not-particularly-warm night… Continue reading
A domestic Friday morning
Continents don’t drift this slowly. Yet always it is my turn, your reminder, to turn my head toward you. I am sorry, my anonymous benefactor, who should not be seen as an assassin,… Continue reading
