I'm only now getting over the itch I have to hug the trees for the good sense they've had to start growing leaves again. It's such a beautiful green, these first few days of spring, and I feel like dancing around. Or I do dance around, then I remember that my knees aren't really up... Continue Reading →
Bird Talk
I once worked with this Polish sales lady who was always done up to the nines. (It was a direct marketing company whose product was English lessons. It could have been umbrellas for all they cared about teaching.) She wore high heels and form fitting jackets, a real mani-pedi lady. We were talking politics with... Continue Reading →
Here’s to the Ostrich
Relaxing. I wish I could. I don't know why I can't. The internal dialogue in my head is just waiting for someone to find me out, accuse me of something I should have done or done better or done before or faster or whatever. So I stay tense, and unsure of myself, and it's really... Continue Reading →
For the Birds
I'm slowly becoming a birder. A lot of my childhood was spent with my father shushing me while he looked at something through his binoculars, so there's history behind this. However, one of the things I really got from my dad was not a love of bird watching, but just the idea that all things... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 