I stopped writing. I certainly stopped writing here. Since August, I’ve inexplicably watched many, many episodes of BBC detective dramas, as well as, after decluttering, been held captive in the vortex known as Selling On eBay. However, it’s time now to move on. I’ve re-read Anne Lamott, again, and it’s time. I’ll ease myself back […]
My mind is full this morning, crowded with memory, melancholy, snippets & vignettes of a long-ago life. Faces brought forward into the now, twenty years older, trapped in the what was: the Who I Was, the What I Did, seemingly uninterested in knowing the Who I Am Now, myself guarded, wary of reveal. Bits of […]
Abundant in Northern Europe, Asia, and North America, the moisture-loving stinging nettle thrives in the Pacific NW. Where I grew up, on 5-acres, next door to 5-acres, next to three additional lots of 1.25 acres, with, respectively, a small woods, wetland ravine, large vegetable gardens, and pasture for a cow named Buff, followed by a […]
Spouse and I have always loved Apple computers. We started out with one of these: Our next box was a 6100 something or other which we used for a long time. Then I brought home the occasional hand-me-down Mac from the office. I worked for a graphic arts company, which needed the latest, best, fastest, […]
I live in the Pacific Northwest. I have lived here always. The PNW, especially western Washington, is a place of exquisite natural beauty. When the sun shines with a crystal blue sky, everything below green green green, it takes my breath away. Still. After all these years. To maintain the green, however, we live with rain. […]
Growing up, Thanksgiving was a day to gather with the usual relatives, watch my mom wind tighter as mealtime approached, consume my favorite meat & potatoes, fail to understand the allure of televised football. Dinner was in the afternoon, with leftovers pulled out again around 7, only after my dad felt the ‘vultures circling’ to […]
The tiny house stood finished. Tula and Suzie were enjoying the barn and pasture. Clarence and the Silver Spangled Hamburgs carried on in their ample coop and fenced yard. Fred wandered off constantly, his fine-tuned nose offering temptations too great to ignore. Mercy, our only surviving kitty was good company. The solar panels dumped electricity into […]
The name Trail’s End originated with my Father in law. It stuck.
Before the start of my sophomore year of college, I did a little fall shopping at a north Seattle mall. Per usual, I parked outside The Bon Marche, wove my way around Men’s Shoes and Active Wear, past the Lenox and Waterford near the Bridal Registry, and through Cosmetics to enter the grand internal cavern […]
The physical traits of a person are easy to tie to the combined DNA of that person’s parents. I inherited the shape of my thumbs and large toes from my dad. Mom contributed the fair of my hair, skin, and the need for mascara if I want to look as though I have eyelashes. The […]
Raised By Wolves 