. . . and the first suggestion that comes her way is “what love is.” In keeping with the spirit of the thing, she closes her eyes, blindly points the cursor in her photo file, and clicks, in the belief that whatever photo presents itself will have an intrinsic connection to the theme. Take a … Continue reading She commits to writing a blog entry on the first suggestion that comes her way
I’m sitting on the couch looking at a Fraser Fir, strung with small white and colored lights, branches bowed with ornaments old and not-old. Did you know that if, at some point in your life and due to circumstances beyond your control, you find yourself no longer in possession of the ornaments you cherished and … Continue reading Christmas, 1963
Hello, Miss Wang. Hello, Mr. Li. How are you today, Miss Wang? I’m well. And you? I too am well. That makes three of us, then, who are all well, thanks, Mr. Li, thanks Miss Wang, here in this small car on a Friday morning in late September, heading west. You have a 500-mile round … Continue reading Hello, Miss Wang. Greetings, Mr. Li.
Minneapolis has just lived through the fifth biggest blizzard of all time. “Lived through” is something of a misnomer; many streets still haven’t been plowed, and once we’d finally unburied the garage (a two-day endeavor), the car got stuck thirty feet down the alley, requiring the assistance of five Good Samaritans to become unstuck. But … Continue reading The People Who Learned to Hide
Bless the feet, for they are the weary warriors of the body, blistered, bandaged, and unsung. Bless the toes, the arches, the heels, for they are the neglected servant hands of the legs and spine. Bless the tendons and sinew and blood and bone of the carpals and metacarpals, for they are the rivers and … Continue reading Bless the feet
Here is what you remember from the 60’s: 1. Some of the high schoolers, who were huge and terrifying to the elementary- school you, wore black armbands. 2. At the yearly high school talent show, something you lived for because you idolized those huge and terrifying high schoolers, a girl with long dark hair and … Continue reading Long Time Passing
That there to the left is a Hubbard squash. Have you ever seen one? They’re bluish, lumpy, and extremely large. They belong in the prehistoric section of the farmer’s market, along with certain heirloom tomatoes, turtles, and blue, green and purple potatoes. Did you notice I slipped “turtles” in there? I did, because turtles have … Continue reading Mayhap you, too, wish to reinvigorate certain words of your acquaintance?