I Remember…

“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” ― L.M. Montgomery When my parents were living independently, I started an annual tradition with mom on Mother’s Day. I would go to a local greenhouse and buy a large, beautiful potted geranium in the brightest color possible for the woman who gave me life. Fuchsia was a favorite color, but red came in second. The geranium always thrived through the summer and in September or October, dadRead more

SoCS: An Acceptable Medium

This past week has fallen in the middle. Somewhere between a sad low and peaceful, playful highs. In the medium category. This past Monday, my beloved fur baby and Queen of the castle, Ziva, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. She had kidney failure of the kind that could not be fixed and I was not going to let her suffer. So, I let her go, sobbed my heart out, and began to fill the hole with pieces of fond memoriesRead more

Finding the Bathroom

I am this. The sullen smog from Jimi’s rock and roll guitar. The faithful mist of a a royal prince. The reddened azure of water’s vapor. I am not a sissy pastel, nor the good-for-nothing child of black and white. My soul is the first breath of spring’s vibrant columbine. My heart is filled with the liquid of amethyst jewels. I embrace the grandiose swirls in the sky of a rising day. Never will I be boring khaki pants, norRead more

Praise the New Day

“Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing Praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world” ~Cat Stevens~ Although I appreciate summer’s morning sun at 6:00 am, it does not compare to the spectacular sunrises that guide me to work during certain times of the year. The photo above was taken in October, when everywhere I looked, the sky was multiple shades of pink and red.Read more

Under the Sunset

“Never waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under!”  ~C. Joybell C.~ Exactly. This particular evening, I was in my car, facing west while stopped at a light on Wisconsin Avenue. I’ve witnessed many beautiful sunsets on this avenue before dusk, but there are few chances to snap a photo during busy traffic times. One has to be at the correct intersection, at the right time, waiting forRead more

Idiot Fishing

“There is a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.”   ~Steven Wright~ This past Saturday, Natasha, Red and I were idiot fishing. Sort of. Sometimes we were just standing on the shore, other times the chair held us down. Sometimes we engaged in fishing, other times we (I) didn’t understand the concept of catch and release. (Not to worry, the slippery little devil eventually found his way back to water and safety.) AboutRead more

What? Again?

I barely had time to breathe during a four-day Memorial weekend, let alone publish a post. But, as I let the chemicals turn gray to a lovely shade of dark mahogany brown, and before I visited mom and spent the beautiful blue-sky afternoon with girlfriends, I found time to begin this rambling story. Natasha said to me on Sunday, “There’s always something to do,” and she’s right. Always. And I wonder how that happens to a single, sans children adultRead more

Cool Opotamus

Is a hippopotamus a hippopotamus, or just a really cool Opotamus? ~Mitch Hedberg~ Does anyone ever believe they are truly hip or cool? I suppose the egotists of the world do. (No, no, that’s not you.) A friend recently texted me that her boyfriend thought I was “a pretty cool person,” which set me to pondering about what this means. I don’t necessarily consider “cool” as a word that defines me. A Star Trek Nerd? Yes. A gangly girl whoRead more

Color of Summer Love

The past five days were filled with family, friends, food, music, laughter, visits to local brew pubs, and a walk through gardens of color. I’m still recovering from the food and brew pub portion, along with two nights sleeping on the sofa. I need a few extra days at the gym and a 10-hour nap. In the last two weeks, I’ve been surrounded by the color of summer love with visits to West of the Lake Gardens in Manitowoc andRead more

Lazy Roy G. Biv

For this week’s photo challenge, Roy G. Biv, the following represent the colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. All photos have been used in previous posts because, frankly, I’m being a little lazy. For a post and poem related to this last photo, CLICK HERE.Read more

Whacking in the Dark

So they left the subject and played croquet, which is a very good game for people who are annoyed with one another, giving many opportunities for venting rancor. ~Rose Macaulay~ There was none of that on Saturday evening. No venting rancor. No annoyance other than with a missed shot or a taunting opponent. Rather, we were sipping on adult refreshment and whacking croquet balls in the dark. Red dusted off her croquet set, wrapped glow sticks around the hoops andRead more

The Gift of Friendship

I was thoroughly surprised on Sunday by an early Christmas present from Red. So were Gibbs and Ziva, much to their delight. These two have only left their places on high for food, a drink, a poop or an occasional go at the small red dot. Thank you, Red, for your gift of friendship. That hug? It wasn’t long enough. You rock.Read more