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Joy Might Be an Overstatement

Joy would be too strong a word but getting up and making a pot of coffee in the morning is a really nice thing. Hearing the coffee maker grind those beans and start dripping, yeah, I like that. I make it a point to… Continue Reading “Joy Might Be an Overstatement”

Cool is as Cool Does

I’ve been told that old people are cool because they no longer care if they are cool. It’s the suspension of worry about their coolness which turns around and makes them cool. I get that. Coolness is not something you can create; you have… Continue Reading “Cool is as Cool Does”

A Mixed Bag, That’s What I am

Just a few minutes ago, someone described me as someone ‘who walks the talk.’ I appreciate that. I try. But I know that where I walk the talk is always well-lit and low risk. Still, I do walk the talk. I show up. I… Continue Reading “A Mixed Bag, That’s What I am”

Old Girls, Fish, and Wrestling

Current events are interrupting my search for a carefree dotage. One of my grandmothers went fishing every day. She was an extremely round person and very short and always wore a dress with an apron, even in her rowboat, which, I guess, makes sense… Continue Reading “Old Girls, Fish, and Wrestling”

Certainty in Ten Flavors

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Five Things that Improve with Age

Wine, I’ve heard, becomes better with age, but I wouldn’t know since most of the wine I drink comes out of boxes and was made or vinted or whatever last week. Cheese, I suppose, but you have to be a connoisseur to really like… Continue Reading “Five Things that Improve with Age”

The Future is About What’s Next

Sun, heat, dinner, night Flowers, car trips, tomatoes Work, vote, victory _____________ Photo by Olesya Grichina on Unsplash

Waiting for the Mail

Notebook paper ripped Thick pencil words, intentions Postmark Nebraska _________________ Photo by Tolga Ahmetler on Unsplash

My Pluck is All Glittery

Pluck. Comfortableness with uncomfortableness. I won’t jump out of a plane, though someone once invited me, and it would have been a very good friendship kind of thing to do. I’m not courageous. I wouldn’t hold the flashlight and walk into the woods to… Continue Reading “My Pluck is All Glittery”

26 Signs, 76 Years

My husband and I put up 26 lawn signs in 90-degree heat which seemed like a pretty notable thing at the time, especially because the addresses where we were to deliver said signs were all over the place on streets we didn’t know so… Continue Reading “26 Signs, 76 Years”