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Glorious Autumn

Seasons
Every year, autumn takes me by surprise.  All summer I’ve been battling weeds in my garden, trying to keep up with watering and reveling in the blooms that arrive with spectacles of color, even in my simple shade garden.   Then suddenly the season is changing. It’s time to clip back…

Anthropology

My Dog
Anthropology is the close and careful study of humans and their cultures.  My dog is an anthropologist.  He is a keen and constant observer of human activity. His field of specialization, however, is narrow. His studies focus on the culture of one particular human. Me. My dog conducts his research…

Forgetting

Aging
“Losing words…” I’m cooking dinner–washing and chopping vegetables, stirring rice, scurrying back and forth between counters. So, I open the refrigerator door, stare at the shelves, and wonder: what am I looking for here? Or, I walk into a room and can’t remember what I came there for. Does that ever…

The Line is Busy

Life and Living
Hurry Up It’s Time It used to be when you would ask someone “How are you?” they’d say “Fine.” That was the typical and traditional answer even if your house were falling down. People would say it without thinking and you didn’t care if it was true or not. You’d…

Creative Sparks

Creativity
I believe that we all have a need to be creative.  Sometimes creative sparks gush from my head. I get ideas: ideas for art projects, for writing, and even for practical everyday living. I wake up in the middle of the night and have to write down my ideas. When…

Collecting Smiles

Life and Living
I own a collection of smiles. I’ve been collecting smiles for many years–as long as I can remember. So, by now, I have accumulated a very sizable collection. This is my system: As I walk along, I look people in the eye, smile, and try to get them to smile…

August is Gone

Aging, Seasons
The other day, I overheard someone say: “August is gone.  I can’t believe it!” Why is it that we are stunned when the summer ends–as if we expected the hot days and long evenings to go on forever.  In Minnesota, summer is our time of freedom from bitter cold, mountains…

Young for My Age

Aging
“Inside myself, I’m a young woman…” When I was a teenager and young adult, I tended to look younger than my age–maybe because I was short and skinny.  I remember once going to a fancy restaurant with my parents.  There was a dress code–men were supposed to wear jackets and…
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