On Tuesday, I had a close encounter with a tree. A dead tree. One that had fallen across the path on the dog walk. I had negotiated the “duck under” on the way out, but cracked my head open on it the way back, grossly miscalculating the distance between the top of my head and … Continue reading Talk To Yourself More Kindly, You Stupid Idiot!
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Talk In Ink
Today I planted marigolds. In pots. I then arranged them around the patio, here and there. Sprinkle, sprinkle. Little dots and pots of yellow. Very nice. I thought: "When these marigolds are all bushy and beautiful, my book will be done." This thought made me happy. Like when I was pregnant I would think: When … Continue reading Talk In Ink