hairy

When the hair was wet, it hung down well over the shoulders, reaching beyond the pectoral area toward the bellybutton.  Down the back it reached the waist. It was curly and wavy, and in the later years finally began to show the odd tint of silver, particularly above the brow. It was often rubbed with … Continue reading hairy

Kitchen Reno blues. Is it PC to feel angst in era without meaning?

My feet are cold and I have wool socks on.  On the side of the socks it says SmartWool. I am down and want to say something sarcastic or clever or ironic about the socks, but I cannot come up with anything.  My mind is overwhelmed with a clammy mental fog. I go outside.  I … Continue reading Kitchen Reno blues. Is it PC to feel angst in era without meaning?

Sunday

I am thankful for helpful friends. I am thankful for my  Sweetie. I am thankful for my wonderful girls. I am thankful for dear Shadow, Finn the Magnificent I am thankful for my bike. I am thankful for the sunshine and for the crisp colours. I am thankful for Sweetie's Queen E. cake.