Category: Feminism, Politics and Talking Dogs

43 Days

I’ve clutched enough pearls to sink a ship. I’ve also gone so high when others have gone low that I’ve floated on the air stream with the birdies. We created a murmuration, which, for those of you unaware, is a spectacular sight in nature,… Continue Reading “43 Days”

Through the Stones

The fear I thought I’d banished came roaring back after my husband went on a test drive with a salesman with his mask hanging below his nose. It’s that precarious – my bravado. Yesterday, around dinnertime, I scrolled through my phone to see a… Continue Reading “Through the Stones”

Today in Kenosha

The President of the United States is in Kenosha today, the place where, several days ago, a white police officer grabbed the edge of a Black man’s t-shirt with one hand and shot him in the back seven times with the other. Before leaving… Continue Reading “Today in Kenosha”

Bear Story

Several years ago, we sped home from a camping trip to be on time for dinner at a neighbor’s. We’d stopped on the way to buy a box of fudge as a hostess gift and had just enough time to strip off our camp… Continue Reading “Bear Story”

76 Days

This is how I am feeling about the election. Like my tail is going to be lit on fire any minute. 76 days. That’s how long we’ve got. When my ballot comes in the mail, I’m going to put it in the safe. When… Continue Reading “76 Days”

Hope

I feel like the nightmare of Trump is soon to be over. I feel like the ship that is listing so badly that the staterooms are filling with water will suddenly right itself and the water will pour out of the windows back into… Continue Reading “Hope”

The End of a Time

In her prime, she had long flowing gray hair. And flowing skirts and capes. I want to say capes but it was probably sweaters or shawls, it was a time when everyone wore flowing things. She had the look of a dispossessed queen coming… Continue Reading “The End of a Time”

The Darkest Hour is Just Before Dawn

At four o’clock this morning, I awoke to my husband stealing past me to the bedroom door holding a flashlight. I asked what was wrong, wondering if the home invaders were waiting at the bottom of the stairs, and he motioned that Punchy, our… Continue Reading “The Darkest Hour is Just Before Dawn”

Honoring John Lewis

I was impressed today with how many of the people I know had met John Lewis and gotten their picture taken with him. All of these people are hardcore activists, political folks, union leaders, so it’s no surprise they might have crossed paths with… Continue Reading “Honoring John Lewis”

4th of July 2020

Nothing changes if nothing changes. It’s quiet and sweet on the front porch. Mike, across the street, is setting up his sprinkler. The birds are singing like it’s morning instead of late afternoon. The neighbor’s air conditioner hums but has stopped making the cranking… Continue Reading “4th of July 2020”

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