I don’t know what I want. I can’t return to the past, even if Ted’s house was still standing, its original architecture intact. This city–Tallahassee–nor the state itself has opened my heart like a tin can.
Fall colors in Florida are nothing like the fall colors I grew up with in New York, but after 30 years living here, I have to say it can get pretty colorful here.
Please don’t doubt that I know I’m lucky to have a full-time job with benefits. Still, my fuse is short and my sensitivity to principle is deep.
Although I perceive myself to be in good health, the number of chronic and acute aches and pains I’ve been experiencing lately really challenge that perception.
One of the few things I like about my work place is my immediate access to nature. Why, just the other day a moth tried to hitch a ride on my leg. When I tried to transfer it to a tree, it went trekking up my arm like nobody’s business. […]
Lest you think all we did for our thirtieth wedding anniversary was go for a fourteen-mile bike ride, here’s a continuation of the happy day. We went bug hunting. Well, actually, my husband was the bug hunter. I took pictures. While the bike ride was refreshing, standing around in the […]
I have it: America’s Emerging Literary Fiction Writers! It is beyond my vocabulary to describe how I feel at seeing my name in a list of published writers. (And how grateful I am that my last name begins with “B.”) By the way, if you use the link above to purchase […]
No excuses. Life is busy, and if some of my absence from social media is because I’m living in the moment, well, won’t you join me? In spite of the news (which I only see when I dare to look, which is less often these days), there’s joy to be […]
Hello, dear friends. I’m still adjusting, indulging in what might be a few weeks or a few years of wishful thinking (not to be confused with magical thinking). Reality always wins out though and, for me, there’s only one way to deal with that. Well, actually a couple of ways. […]
This is “Part 2” of our day in the fun and sun and sand and water, and frolicking with fiddler crabs. Part 1 was spent at St. Marks National Wildlife Refuge, which was supposed to be a quick trip to check out some time lapse filming opportunities for my husband. […]
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