Deep in the Heat of Texas 23 Sept 2022

I was hoping against hope I’d return to Austin and find the beginnings of fall, you know cooler weather? So much for that. Just shows ta go ya what hope and prayers are good for. Not much. Am I feeling overly negative, without a scent of the eternal optimism I am known for in some …

Lalaland, it’s all a blur, mostly 16 sept 22

Yeah. Yeah. I was gonna write every day, but I didn’t. So what? It’s Friday and time flies and distractions abound. I seem to be the proverbial Magpie Swooping down to grab every shiny object. Ooh. Aah. That’s interesting. I’ll be right there. My dance card has been so full with daily meetings and meals …

I haven’t a Clue, but that’s ok – 4 August 20I22

Once again I’m at a semi-loss as to what I’m doing. With my life in general. Then I think, “You’re 72 years old don’t you think you should know what the fuck you’re doing?” To which I respond, (since I am talking to myself, because whoever you are, you will go on with your life …

What Now? July 26,2022

Six weeks traveling. Three weeks home. I can’t say I’ve been exactly happy to be here in Hot as Hell, Gun toting, Christian Conservative, Republican Texas, save being able to cuddle with grandkids and dogs and our baby rescue turtle, Freddie Grapricot (named by now nine year old grandson), eat too much, but abfab birthday …

Awe come on folks! Vic, Spain -June 21-27, 2022 Retrospective It’s june 22-I am lying in bed. I have a view of three beautiful horses who are chasing each other about their field. Two tiny dogs - a chihuahua that looks like a tiny fat bat who I have nicknamed “potato” or if you wish, …

Friends, Horses, Siestas and Dogs -Barcelona to Vic – 20 June 2022

I sincerely believe that if I didn’t have dogs I might sleep until 10am every day. At home my three pups are like fucking roosters when it comes to rousing me, usually at 7 am. Give me a break I often tell them! They ignore my pleas. This can be tiresome. I woke at 8am …

Dancing Like Everyone’s Looking In the middle of Trafalgar Square 5/21/22

If you read my previous post you might remember my mention of the ridiculously narrow bathtub at Hazlitts here in London and how I was worried I might get stuck therein. If you didn’t read it, well then you might not totally get the gist of what comes next. Too bad, because today I was …

Days of my Life #57

Upside Down Lately I’ve had my head in a book whilst sitting in my planetary chair, but now that I think about it perhaps would be better were I standing on my head while reading or writing for that matter. Actually I’ve been reading several books in a variety of places so a new position …

Days of my Life #53

Raising Dough$ with Grandmother’s Recipes I’ve been baking. Not sourdough, because that’s not my current thang...I’ll leave that up to daughter who is the queen of the sourdough. My covid dough belly and hips attest to that. Grrr. Nevertheless this weekend she baked or rather we did, to raise dough$ for the Sustainable Food Center …

Days of my Life #52

Motivation. Am I stuck in the midst of “who gives a fuck town” or “I’ll do it when I damn well feel like it” as I float over “in a rut isle”? Maybe it’s only for today, though I think it’s been this past week (month?) where I’ve felt it would be better to be …