Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
“Do you know how many times you’ve said ‘okay’ in the last minute?” she blurted out. (Twenty times by my reckoning. She was not the only one counting.) He stopped. Public speaking was not his forte, though economics may have been. “Twenty-three times!” she… Continue Reading “The Professor – A True Tale from My College Days Long, Long Ago”
I’ll be taking a few days off from the blog, but will leave you with this tale of Turkey Day from long ago. And yes,, some of you may remember it. 😊 When I was growing up my favorite part of Thanksgiving wasn’t the… Continue Reading “Happy Turkey Day!”
September is my favorite month, the blending of summer and fall, a time of beginnings and endings. It reminds me of those early days of grade school – seven years to be exact – spent at Frank B. Cooper School. The building is still… Continue Reading “September Kismet and School Daze”
My earliest memories from the Pike Place Market are from my high school days, when I’d go downtown to buy bell bottoms from the Army Navy Surplus Store, and everything smelled of patchouli. Years later when I worked downtown, I’d visit the Market on… Continue Reading “Memories from Seattle’s Pike Place Market and the Showbox”
Yes I did, I signed up for daily prompts from Word Press to inspire my blogging, then mostly ignored the emails. Regardless, here’s a brief response to three of the prompts so far, at least my 1,2,3. Prompt 1: What Road Trip would you… Continue Reading “Finding Inspiration in Three days of #Bloganuary”
You may remember this Thanksgiving story from long, long ago… * * * * * * * * When I was growing up my favorite part of Thanksgiving wasn’t the turkey. Neither was it the dressing which is my favorite today but not then.… Continue Reading “A Tale of Turkey Day from Long Ago”
Is there any other color that’s more ‘in your face’ than orange? I think not. Perhaps that’s why it had such a run in the sixties, not that I would know. 😉 This little sitting room is located in a small restaurant in Washington… Continue Reading “That’s Orange to You!”
It’s late afternoon and I’m in the kitchen making dinner. The boys hear the pantry door open and show up with eager eyes. I know why. “Who wants a snack?” I say. “Raise your paw.” They answer by dancing around. I find the treats… Continue Reading “Hoist a Paw”
Originally posted on Cats and Trails and Garden Tales:
It’s 4th grade and I’m at the school that looms large in my memory. We’re sitting on the steps under the overhang of the building, a covered entryway somewhere between in and out. School hasn’t…
I once had a conversation with my grandpa who told me he’d recently found himself saying “forty years ago… ” and he remembered back when he was younger how some older folks would also say “forty years ago” and wasn’t it curious that he… Continue Reading “Forty Years Ago”