you're not listening
Why do you ask, when you either don’t care or aren’t going to believe me when I tell you? People ask “how’s your pain?” and then either insinuate that you’re not in the amount of pain that you say you are OR you aren’t suffering as much as when THEY: __fill in boring but dramatic…Read More
I have some avian drama unfolding at my place. To be specific, there is a nesting war between ‘Lil Ms. Wren and Mr.& Mrs. House Finch…. and it’s getting ugly. There is a sweet spot on my back porch which makes a charming place to build a nest & set-up household. The thing is there…Read More
Oh those Potter's Hands!
I have a nice group of ladies who make pots with me on Tuesdays. It’s winter & lately there has been a lot of whinging about dry hands & broken nails. My hands are in the clay far more often than these gals. Add to that, my former life as a nurse has left me…Read More
You Break it, You Bought it!
There could be a few things you don’t know about… well it is possible. For example, did you know that if you smack into a telephone pole & it breaks in 1/2… you just bought yourself a brand spankin new telephone pole for the low-low everyday price of $14,000?. At least that is what mine…Read More
It’s quite remarkable when you think about it. An animal ten times my weight, a 1000 times stronger than me, and with a mind of his own, would allow me to strap all manners of uncomfortable straps & contraptions onto his body, jump on his back & tell him what to do for an hour solely …Read More
Ask anyone who has ever challenged me to a target shooting contest and they will agree that I am a crack shot….. and most certainly, a crack pot. I can pick off soda cans from a cheer-leader style pyramid with the accuracy of a navy seal sniper. Moving targets are a different story. I want…Read More
shades of grey
I see everything in shades of grey, nope, I’m not color blind. It’s just that there is no black & white. My eyes see many shades of what can be classified as “right or wrong“, what’s “fair” what’s “beautiful”, what’s “normal“. Does that make me a Liberal? Leftist? Wackadoodle? Or, kind, compassionate, generous, normal? I’m…Read More
I don’t know when I became a farmer, but I was born a hunter-gatherer…. well at least a gatherer. I have attempted to plant & grow things since I was little & today I have a small vegetable garden, berry bushes, grape vines, and a few fruit tress. On the to do list for today were: berries…Read More
For Two Days I Had a Cat
For two days I had a cat. He is a Callejero, a man of the streets, he comes & goes as he pleases and it pleased him to stay with me for two days. I saw him outside my window so I “meowed” at him, much to my surprise, he stopped & mewed back at…Read More
I Hate Doing Jobs that Un-do Themselves
I hate doing jobs that un-do themselves. Weeding, laundry, loading & unloading the dishwasher are a few good expamples of what I am talking about. Surely the satisfaction of a job well done should last longer than a nano second. I have heard tell that there are people who actually enjoy these tedious, thankless,…Read More