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…
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…
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 …
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…
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…
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…
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…
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,…
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 …
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…
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…
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…