Putting the World on Notice
As we welcome another New Year, most of us engage in self-reflection.
Are you a Collector?
Are you a collector?
I am.
I’m not an art collector, stamp collector, or rare artifact collector. I collect things — groups of things and things I like — that evoke memories or hold special meaning.
Happy New Year
What a year it has been for five women who took a leap of faith and started this blog.
A Visit from St. Nicholas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
Montage of Holiday Memories
To honor the spirit of the holidays, whatever holiday you observe, we, the five writers, have briefly recounted a special Christmas memory. We share them with you to evoke your own special memories.
Christmas Magic
Our family was not a C and E family. No, we were the real deal. We came to church every Sunday, not just on Christmas and Easter. My mother had been a religious education major when she met my dad in college, and his family was descended from a line of Lutheran ministers that could be traced all the way back to Germany and the reformation.
Love, Marriage and the Baby Carriage
I was wondering if fewer young adults were getting married and having babies, so I intentionally started to investigate for proof against what I consider a sadness. My first disproof came on a visit to the farmers' market.
The Vernors Ginger Ale Queen
A petite Irish Catholic woman who spent her adult life in Detroit, Michigan, and was the unofficial Queen of Vernors Ginger Ale.
But It’s a Dry Heat
Oh, It’s summer in the desert
Snowbirds have made their retreat
It’s a hundred in the shade
But say hey – it’s a dry heat!
How Aspens Got Their Gold - A Modern Day Fable
It was a jittery time in the Universe, and all the Gods and Goddesses were nervous. Their rulers were arguing, and that was never a good thing. Reigning together over the Universe were the God of Winter and his twin sister, the Goddess of Summer.
STA-PUF PRO SPORT
Gene glared at me, wounded. He was hurt – mostly that I was laughing at him, because who likes to be laughed at? And there I was, tears streaming, shaking with laughter, doubled over with silent guffaws and unable to stop, or even catch my breath without a braying rasp. To be fair, he was also actually injured.
My Pet Peeve
I’m guessing all of us have at least one pet peeve, one that makes us roll our eyes, bite our tongues, or count to ten.
My Dragonfly
What does a dragonfly symbolize? Some say renewal, positive forces, or the power of life. In some cultures, it holds a deep spiritual meaning of wisdom or pointing to a higher self.
The “F” Word
So, call me “a goody two shoes” but fart was a no-no word growing up in our household, or at least I thought so.
Sailing with Aunt Jean
My Aunt Jean was a combination of Auntie Mame and Captain Jack Sparrow. She drank like a sailor but could affect the manners of the well-bred. From 1953 until 1967, Aunt Jean sailed the seas on what was known as America’s ocean liner, The United States.
The Goldilocks Conundrum
Did Goldilocks strive for just-right perfection or settle for a balanced midpoint given only three choices?
A Small Sea Scallop
On the Sea of Cortez’ wet morning sand
I found a small shell that fit snugly in my hand
Sunday Dinner
“Come over for dinner next Sunday” is the opening line for a cornucopia of entertainment, food, and heart-to-hearts.
Hoarding Battles
Our attic qualifies as a place where we guard and preserve our hidden treasures, among many other random items, but I wish it didn’t.