- Shame and Letting Go
- Celebrate Bartleby: The 1st to Occupy Wall Street
- Occupied in Spirit
- Time to Write
- Reflecting: Unemployment w/o Regret
- FINALLY, A JOB!
- Stepping In It, the Country Way
- Truckin’ On
- Life’s Maze
- Ding and Helen Turn Paparazzi
- Beach Days
- Traveling Through the Night
- Morning Thoughts
- Leaving a Full-House Behind
- A Job – NOT!
- Want to See an Ass?
- The Transformation
- The Compromised Vacation
- Tastefully Dressed
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I sit here in the little farmhouse amidst the renovations in the living room already finished. Beside my chair is the door that hides the furnace with it’s molding like the door, freshly painted glossy beige now topped with greasy smudges. … Continue reading
Since arriving home from Florida my days have been busy catching up in the garden trashing expired crops, harvesting new crops, and doing lots of weeding. While I was away I continued my job search and like years past the … Continue reading
Just as I was leaving the house this morning I received an unexpected call from my son, Michael the chef. I had nothing planned for the day. I actually slept-in not waking until nearly 9:00 which is so unlike me. I had … Continue reading
Woo Hoo! Tonight we’re having potatoes and peas fresh from the garden!
Dressing the salads this summer has become an expensive task as the mayonnaise price is now double what I am comfortable paying. I’m use to waiting for the sale and stocking up when the price falls to $2.50 but that amount … Continue reading
My days have been very busy preparing to move into Fred’s house, taking care of the garden, and the endless job search. In this warmer weather I thought that the physical work should be done early and then later in … Continue reading
Yes, I am thinning out! All this gardening is getting me into shape. There is no scale in the Aligaeta house. So, I can’t tell you how many pounds I’ve knocked off, only that my clothes are fitting me better … Continue reading
I’ve been so tired. The stress has taken me down or it is what has been driving me to be productive, physically exhausting myself, in hope of producing, an extraordinary crop to sell. Yet, I do not have a plan … Continue reading