All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you. —Rainer Maria Rilke Emotion may be truthful, but it’s not necessarily the best measure of reality. Wishing you lots of discernment and clarity this week…💜   June 10th Words …Read More

  Random Bits and Bobs Can this quiz guess where you’re from by your vocabulary? This has been around a while, but my family is obsessed with this NYT Quiz. My three most significant cities were Louisville and Lexington, Kentucky, and Little Rock, Arkansas. The Kentucky part is dead-on for me. Don’t know where the …Read More

Thursday started early, and is ending a bit late. Long days make me grouchy, even when they end with my favorite local pizza restaurant, and chocolate soft serve from Dairy Queen. (Available ONLY on Thursday, which I don’t quite understand.) The electrician arrived at 7:00 a.m. to repair some squirrel-chewed wires and a bad socket. …Read More

    If you hang out with me on social media, i.e. Facebook or Instagram, you know Tuesday afternoon and much of Wednesday was spent with stranger dogs. Strangers, as in not my dogs. When Walt and Charlie (I only found out their names later) first showed up, I tried to chase them out of the yard. …Read More

  Usually in the months between finishing one novel and beginning a new one, I write at least one short story, and some non-fiction. It feels important to me to flex my writing muscles in other genres and forms. (But don’t expect any poems, okay? It’s for your own safety.) This spring I wrote a short …Read More

Welcome back to the garden. More perennials are blooming, plus most of the annuals. The endless days of sunshine have made a real difference. Though both the garden and I could do without the 86 degree June heat. I find new flowers, new life inspiring, don’t you?                 Verdigris …Read More

    My daughter has been tweaking me lately that this blog is…wholesome. That gives me pause. In uncool-mom parlance, “Dude, wholesomeness isn’t cool!” The idea of being wholesome appalls the rebellious teenager inside me. Wholesome is like…parents (mine, anyway). Wholesome is Mary Ingalls, not Laura. Wholesome is Melanie Hamilton, not Scarlett O’Hara. I would never want to be …Read More