I recently wrote that holidays just don’t mean very much to me anymore. When speaking with friends about this truth, I shared that Thanksgiving had previously been my favorite of all holidays. No crushing consumerism and the lack of pressure to produce the perfect gift, made for an easy day of cooking and eating, something … Continue reading Thoughts of thankfulness
Category: musings
Since I became 58…
I’ve become more gentle with myself. Instead of 5 yoga classes a week, I’m content with 4. I step on my digital scale exclusively on Friday mornings. A two day weekend is my new norm - I’m not doing a regular side hustle. I want to dance more. Observing my sons brings me more joy … Continue reading Since I became 58…
Things to do to distract from election anxiety
My scheduled appointment for today was canceled and I decided to keep the PTO on my calendar and call it a mental health day. I needed it. Maybe you do, too? There’s been some controversy about schools, both public and private, coping with the upcoming election by closing on Tuesday or offering the opportunity for … Continue reading Things to do to distract from election anxiety
Taking a hard right
For inexplicable reasons, my car radio is stuck on the a.m. dial. This is the second time this has happened and I’m resigned to the fact that I may never again be able to listen to WDST or any other progressive music radio stations. As long as I have my aux cord, I can stream … Continue reading Taking a hard right
Red dahlias of hope
A couple of late summers ago, Jeter and I were on our usual walk around the Normanskill Farm. We had wandered down the yellow brick road and the trail near the creek, made our way up the gravel road and looped around to where the path divided the bountiful community garden from the kill. The … Continue reading Red dahlias of hope
5 8
Beyond the fact that it is inevitable, growing old isn’t easy in any fashion. While I certainly have moments of feeling frustrated by changes in my skin, brain and body, most days I feel pretty comfortable with the process. I think it helps that I try to remain aware that most of the women presented … Continue reading 5 8
Who you gonna call?
I live in a small neighborhood of only 4 streets, each a single block long. It’s the kind of neighborhood where it’s easy to recognize something that might be odd or out of place. In the close to 30 years I’ve been in my home, I’ve observed some unusual things, some more disturbing than others. … Continue reading Who you gonna call?






