Last night I went to bed and slept like a dead rock. It was glorious. It was restful. The dreams were fantastic and detailed, leading me through a wonderland of thoughts and emotions and interesting "what-ifs."

Tonight, no such luck. I went to bed tired. The day was busy, packing… Read full post »

 

  

 

My daughter got the thin envelope today.

 

For those of you who don’t recognize the significance of that statement, this envelope contains the rejection notice from her first choice college. This is a school she has visited several times, fell in love wit… Read full post »

This morning, I commented at fingerlakeswanderer's blog on her excellent piece "They Shoot Doctors, Don't They?"  about the outrageous terrorist act perpetrated in Kansas of shooting Dr. George Tiller to death. I tried to go back to sleep but I cannot.

We've all been asleep too long.

I con… Read full post »

This was posted originally on March 31 of this year as a birthday tribute to my daughter. I repost it here in response to Thomas Rogers' Open call: Caring for a child with a disability.

 

 

Easter morning. You arrived amid the blooming, awakening of the Earth. You poked… Read full post »

 

Several days ago, we received a letter from the Springfield unit of the Shriners Hospitals for Children. My daughter has been a patient there for fifteen years. My earlier post, “Journey of a Lifetime” tells the story of the many surgeries and procedures that she endu… Read full post »

When I was a child, I dreamed of living in Boston and now that I do, I am always looking for pictures of the city that form a portrait that will express my feelings for it. This photo essay is a Valentine to the city I love.

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I rambled around… Read full post »

A couple of weeks ago I received a private message from hatchetface saying that he was going to be in town and did I think it would be interesting to meet face to face without our avatars to intercede. My only condition was that he not bring his hatchet to the meet-up. We set… Read full post »

I took a drive from Boston on Saturday to New Hampshire and witnessed some of the devastation wrought by the ice storm that hit on Friday. Of course I brought with me my trusty camera and got a bunch of images.

 

This view is through the car windshield… Read full post »

 

 

Easter morning. You arrived amid the blooming, awakening of the Earth. You poked your head into the world amid the glorious music of the Resurrection. Your arrival was a little late and more than a little controversial.

 

You grew, vocalized at your brothers. Learned to sha… Read full post »

 

He parts her lips and tastes her salty, slippery woman’s essence, the very heart, the center. Imagination springs from just one touch. Here is the meeting of point and counterpoint. His gentle insistence is met by the strength of her assent.

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Tuning in to C-Span this morning, I heard the story that the Republican National Committee (RNC) is taking steps to modify the health insurance coverage they carry for their employees. The RNC will no longer offer a policy that pays for “elective” abortions.

Combining this breaking news… Read full post »

With a nod to Open Salon’s slogan “You make the headlines,” on my page,
You Make the Captions!

Last month, we had a lot of fun with Contest the Second: CoyoteOldStyle’s Photo Caption Contest. Today I’m offering for your captioning pleasure some new “inter/… Read full post »

Walter Cronkite is gone.

In memory of his spirit, the news must be reported because "that's the way it is."

 Reported just now by the Associated Press:

Oscar Mayer Wienermobile crashes into Wis. home

Published: 5 minutes ago

 

MOUNT PLEASANT, Wis. (AP) - One southern Wisconsin homeow… Read full post »

 

 

Tea starts the day, just sitting in its cup, cooling, looking out on the world and giving me a new sense of what’s possible. It’s not like coffee that demands attention and energy. Tea coaxes me into facing the morning, seeing the sun’s new light first glowing o… Read full post »

1. I was a Vocal Performance major with a minor in opera and oratorio at Eastman School of Music.
2. My hair is naturally curly.
3. I was on tour in Romania (11 cities in 21 days) with a music group in 1973 before the Iron Curtain fell.
4. I am eligible to be/
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My son’s first job was in a neighborhood grocery store when he was 15. After making a less than successful attempt at bicycle repair, he is back to work in another store with a deli. Having worked in commercial delis and restaurants has had an effect on him, of… Read full post »

Because you asked for it, here are some photos I took this afternoon while reveling in mud and the relative warmth. And for added fun, since this is Open Salon where “You make the headlines,” on this page, You Make the Captions!

Write some creative, pithy, thought-provoking, silly,… Read full post »

With a nod to Open Salon’s slogan “You make the headlines,” on my page,
You Make the Captions!

Last month, we had a lot of fun with Coyote’s “In Praise of Spring” Pix with Caption Contest. Within the last week I stumbled onto some “interesting” ima/… Read full post »

 

Easter morning. There is no day on the calendar more filled with hope, with reassurance and with joy.

Earth is gradually awakening. Stretching her arms wide to embrace the warming sun. Greedily taking long, cool draughts of rainwater and melting snow and ice. Eagerly beginning… Read full post »

        

My local supermarket often has produce marked way down when it reaches the point of no return. In my house, we call this “used fruit.” When

it comes to bananas, this status indicates that they are bruised and have copious… Read full post »

  

 

Lorraine Berry, aka fingerlakeswanderer, had a bicycle accident yesterday. She was out on her first big bike ride of the year and had gone about ten miles. The peepers were peeping. The sun was warm. The day was glorious.

 

She saw a bunch of male turkeys strutting aro… Read full post »

She packed the basket carefully that day. The salad was plucked in early morning from her garden, the tomatoes already warm and fragrant, crisp greens still damp with dew. One crusty loaf of yeasty bread, its center soft and ready, found its way into the basket. Some cheese just at t… Read full post »

It has been a year since I pitched my humble tent here.
During that time, I have been fortunate to have made some wonderful friends at Open Salon. With all humility and gratitude, I thank each and every one of you for the enrichment you have brought to this Old Style coyote’s/… Read full post »

Last week I took the MBTA's Red Line train to South Station. There I caught the Amtrak train to New York. Never a big fan of the city, I had done sales calls there and taken in shows, but it always seemed too big, too pavement-intense. But my cousin, who I've known since… Read full post »

His hands are strong. They had to be used in some hard ways. She thinks of his hands in her waking moments. She ponders what they’ve done.

They have dragged hoses on combat air flight lines; heaved chains over lumber loads; hammered spikes with a 22-ounce framing hammer on the frozen… Read full post »