Spring in Maryland: it's like this most years, is it not?
this
First, it's cool as we transition from winter into spring. It rains sometimes; it's sunny and near-perfect other times; the world transforms from the dark, gray and seemingly barren landscape of winter to a place bursting with blooming flowers, emerging green (everywhere!) and…
It's 4:20. In the morning. And I'm just coming home from sitting with a crying, intoxicated woman in my car. A stranger, no less
You could, of course, tell me it isn’t wise to have strangers in one’s car, especially not at 4:00 in the morning and especially not intoxicated ones, and you probably…
Anniversaries can be strange things. Even years later, the anniversary of an event and the memories around it can still resonate strongly.
A few days ago, I started thinking of Dennis Lane quite a bit. Wordbones as he named himself and many called him. Consciously, I wasn't aware I had been…
It does not matter whether the cherry blossoms and first wave of spring flowers come early in the season or late. It does not matter whether a particular spring is wet and cool or bright and lovely. (Well, spring in Maryland is always lovely, but it’s also spring and, therefore, the weather fluctuates and is…
No matter whether the cherry blossoms and first-wave spring flowers come early or late, whether spring is a wet and cool or warm and lovely (well, spring is always lovely in Maryland), or whatever other factors are at hand, always, always, always the poppies in my mom's garden bloom on my sister's birthday, May 13th.
Here's…
Well, this certainly wasn't anything I was expecting to see upon coming home this afternoon.
bear witness to the journey
Poor little thing must have traversed earlier today rather hot asphalt, then it had to crawl-fall-bang down nine stairs to the bottom level of the condo ... then continue, continue on to the lowest point…
Today has been a day of many errands. Many engagements with many "strangers," and people I don't know: the gal at Target with whom I started chatting in the cleaning-supplies aisles, the cashier at the Turkish grocery store down the street from where I live, the person helping me use my store-credit card at the…
I‘ve been noticing more of my hair these past few days. Not the hair ON my head, but the hair FROM my head that’s now on the bathroom counter, on my clothes, even, ick, on my dinner plate.
I noticed the noticing — the increase in frequency — and had a momentary thought of "OMG, what…
This!
This miraculous tube of relief.
This product brought forth from The Heavens (or maybe some pharmaceutical company's lab).
This little 3.5 fl oz. tube of thank-you-thank-you-thank-you!
cover me in goo
In the past week I've gone from dabbing it selectively on the first emerging points of poison ivy rash on my hands…
Weird little bit of awesomeness today.
Out grocery shopping, I paused by the broth section, scanning the items looking for my favorite brands and checking out some new ones, too, thinking, “I should get some more broth.”
Then my brain said, quite matter of factly and with an air of measured reasonableness, “Actually, you have a fair…
How did I go from wearing a cashmere top, wool socks and boots but a few days ago to, now, sweating in a tank top, light summer skirt and bare feet?
Then the weather shifted in the afternoon. I left the house in my light summer skirt, ran a couple errands, the clouds came, the wind…
True story (for why would I speak otherwise).
Earlier today, I was in Takoma Park, Maryland, a charming, somewhat-hilly community filled with interesting and (often) aesthetic older homes. I had run an errand and was about to head home.
I thought, “Well, I often go for a walk during the day, maybe I’ll go to…