Poem, snippets and essays of my life

Tag: Dogs

  • Retirement

    Retirement

    Retirement There are some people who are content with the color of the sky and don’t long for a hurricane or a different season. They like the color white and are not tempted by cerulean blue or inky black or radically red. I see these people, and I am filled with green and bitter and

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  • Meadowcroft

    Mothering in the 50’s I didn’t really have an example of what a mother should be doing. I didn’t have a good example and I didn’t have a bad example. I had an absent example.  This is what many of us had growing up in the 50s and 60s. Our mothers spent quite a bit of time in their bedrooms and I don’t understand what they were doing in there. Some of us had mothers who took us to school and some of us had mothers who picked us up from school, but many of us didn’t know where our mothers were most of the time and they didn’t know where we were. This was the

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  • What’s on the calendar for…

    I know there must be something. Most people tell me they have a list and go through it every day because they say they’re so busy. I don’t understand why they’re so busy because they’re not working. So then, I just think to myself, well, maybe the things they think are important enough to list

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  • Swimming in my underwear

    Swimming in my underwear

    Last night I swam in my underwear.   Probably many people have done this in their lifetime, but I have not done this before. I wanted to swim, it was a beautiful night, and my bathing suit was upstairs and I was downstairs, so I convinced myself that my camisole looked like a bathing suit.

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  • Happiness

    Happiness

    Freshly painted on my pathway

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  • My Mother gets Religeon or…

    My Mother gets Religeon or...

    When my mother was dying she began to wonder about religion. My Mom had a great way of putting things. Once, when we went to Walmart for picture hangers, she told me I was too competent and that was why there was no man in my life. I found this hysterical but also probably accurate.

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  • Men Who Walk Their Dogs…

    Men Who Walk Dogs Without Leashes Here we are on a lovely Sunday out for another perfect walk. Stanley is feeling pretty frisky which is a good thing considering he spent the first two years of his life “on the street”! My son makes fun of me when I say that but I think it’s

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  • I made it to Painted…

    I made it to Painted...

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