My grandmother, God rest her, always used to say, “believe half of what you see and none of what you hear.” It is an expression I have used myself more times than I can remember over the past sixty or so years since I first heard it. The older I get, the more I see…
Walking along the outside wall, making my way past the store windows into the knife section, I came to a screeching halt.
When you consider the standard stereotype associated with people that declare themselves to be a ‘Hermit’, it is a bit oxymoronic to suggest that such a person would go on a vacation into the Wilderness. After all, don’t Hermits already live in the wilderness? Truth be told, the term “wilderness” is incredibly subjective. Honestly, so…
The state of affairs in the New World Order of pandemic pandemonium has, in no small way, altered the very fabric of human existence. All the nooks and little crannies of day-to-day life bring with them, now, added layers of care and concern and caution that barely ever crossed our minds only a few short…
It’s fair to say that change is not always pleasant or welcome in life, especially when it is forced upon us – in many cases – against our will. There can be no greater example of this than the current COVID-19 pandemic and the tidal wave of change being thrust upon the lives of, literally,…
The greatest things in life are the ones nobody else is doing.
So Begins the category I have lovingly named “Hattie Matters” in honor of this gray little bundle of love and terror that came into mine and Daisy’s life in October of 2018. My great-grandmother’s name, for reference purposes, was Harriet. She was born in the late 1800s and lived the bulk of her proud Appalachia…
As I write this, the temperatures outside hover in the 20s and 30s and the ground is covered with a thin layer of snow and ice.
It’s interesting how seemingly casual, light-hearted conversations can sometimes take on lives of their own and wind up in places that were never intended. I suppose it happens often enough to be no great surprise, but it seems to me that it’s a bit more rare to find yourself still thinking, many days later, about…
My birthday came and went a few weeks ago, quietly and with little fanfare as birthdays should be once you have fallen headlong into your twilight years. And, the older I get the more I appreciate the value of quiet contemplation during our annual naked day celebrations over the failure to recall, the morning after,…