I learned at age fifty something that apparently after forty years of loading dishwashers that I was doing it all wrong. 🙂  I also learned after fifty something years that method and style of dishwasher loading may cause more friction in relationships than do finances, how fitted sheets are folded, and how many dogs is too many. My friend Jim and I have had many hysterical conversations on our morning walks about how neither of us knows how to…
This is not the poem that I thought I was going to write when I put pen to paper this afternoon. Â I suspect my original thoughts were not well-formed and/or unfocused. Â These short verses ended up in the middle of something where they really didn’t fit. Â I’m not sure that they should stand alone, but for today they are. The good news in all of this is that I still have the other part of today’s writing with which…
The 100 Day Project  2/100 A Note: The WordPress text editor does not support the formatting that I use in my poetry.  To circumvent that issue, I have to post the poems as screen captures.  This is why they appear slightly fuzzy.  My apologies!  Maybe during the next ninety-eight days I’ll find a better workaround.
For three of the last five years I have participated in The 100 Day Project, “a free, global art project that takes place online.” Â People around the world commit to creating something every day for one hundred consecutive days. Â Artists can choose any type of creativity for the project–painting, drawing, sewing, mixed media art, Zentangle–this possibilities are endless. Â This is a way to get the creative juices moving in a concrete way every day. Â Many people…
Now I understand. When I was a young mother, thirty-five years ago (Yikes), I enjoyed going to the local mall by myself on Sunday afternoons to enjoy a little me time. Most of the time I was not shopping for anything in particular; I enjoyed just looking and perhaps finding some good sales. There were certain stores I frequented and there were those that I passed right by because they only carried “old lady clothing.” I don’t remember now what…
Over the last several days, my Facebook feed has been filled with ads for diet plans, exercise apps, and opportunities to ring in the new year. Â I’m sure that there are many people out there who are excited by the looming date change on the calendar, but what really changes between 11:59pm on December 31, 2023 and 12:00am on January 1, 2024 aside from the date itself, something that happens with every single twenty-four hour period? Â Lots of people use…
I love to write. I love to write almost anything – poetry, journal entries, blog posts, photography prompts, essays, to the point of preferring essay questions to fill-in-the-blank or multiple choice on a test. Why? Because I’d much rather find and use my own words to answer a question than try to do a mind meld with a teacher where I have to prove my understanding by finding the words that they are looking for, which does not prove that…