Her smile welcomes me into the Walgreens, just down the hill from where I live. She watches as I wrestle to free a cart that’s determined to stay put. Then asks, “Can I help you?” “No thanks. I think I’m OK.” (Famous last words.)…
No, I didn’t leave out the D, as in sands of time. I meant sans as found in lines from William Shakespeare’s, As You Like It. I’m referring to The Seven Ages of Man speech by Jaques. Remember? “All the world’s a stage, and…
The ads pop up like annoying gnats in my email. Some suggest “we picked this just for you.” But the worst came yesterday, an ad showed a pair of skinny jeans and a mini-skirt with “this is SO you. “Well, lets just say, it’s…
A few maple leaves fluttered past. Signs of the season. School’s in session and yellow busses rule the roads. Still no brisk feel in the air. HOT and HUMID remains the forecast. And while Labor Day marks the unofficial end to summer, Good Harbor…
If you love music and generations singing and playing instruments, you needed to be at #4 Jeffrey’s Neck Road for Chad and Kristina’s Backporch Jamboree last night. Professional musicians and lovers of music planted themselves on the hillside that rose just beyond the back…
It happened at Target. As I left the restroom, I turned to walk down the hallway that emptied into the store. I spotted an old man, bent in half, facing the other way, hands on knees. I was about to ask if he was…
On our last night at the beach house, we gathered for a shrimp-a-roo. Since this was to celebrate my birthday, Chris brought tablecloths. Fresh flowers showed up, along with some twinkling lights hung from rafters. Matt’s specialty. Soon the feast appeared: boiled shrimp, fresh…
Can’t remember when I did so little for so long. But then, age comes with more than social security benefits. Add to that the slow pulse of beach time. No need for clocks, since nothing runs on time. Time shifts from minutes to moments.…
Just in case you’ve been wondering if I’m still around, I thought I should write something. In short, I’ve been on vacation. I guess I should’ve let you know so you weren’t thinking I’d gone to join Jud. Well, back to my explanation. This…
That’s all it took. I ran out of gas. Once! It happened when we lived in Michigan, before children or cell phones. So walking to get gas was an unforgettable experience. Life’s in the details and I prefer panoramic views. As I’ve aged, I’m…