Recovering

Our wonderful neighbors have been taking our dog for his long morning walk since my accident.  This is a huge investment of their time, as the little squirt isn’t happy unless he’s been out for an hour or so.  He doesn’t understand that they’re doing this as a favor and that they both have jobs. … Continue reading Recovering

Niceness Awards

Our friend Don coaches the Ann Arbor Masters swim team.  He has since 1984.  The team practices five days a week at oh-dark-thirty.  And although I never witnessed this myself, when I was at the pool for my group of swimmers–who met after the Masters at the relatively civilized hour of seven a.m.–it’s possible that… Continue reading Niceness Awards

Such a Feast

     Such a feast we had!  I’m still so full that my socks felt tight when I pulled them on this morning.  My, oh my, such a lot of great food.      Deciding what to do about Thanksgiving wasn’t straightforward this year.  First and foremost:  CoVid is still among us.  Fiercely so.  Maybe just the… Continue reading Such a Feast

Burnished

     Leaves are starting to turn, now that it’s mid-October.  Locust leaves, small and golden, are the first ones to fall.  That honor used to go to the ash trees so prevalent around here, but emerald ash borers killed them all, and locusts now lead the way.  Their leaves sprinkle lawns with color, and collect… Continue reading Burnished

Pleasures and Treasures

     Mushrooms are coming on thick and fast as autumn progresses.  In the woods this week, I saw some that looked like brain coral.  Some that looked like dainty parasols.  Some that looked like multicolored, fanned-out feathers.  My friend Sue struck it rich recently on a friend’s property; they looked for and found giant puffballs. … Continue reading Pleasures and Treasures

Suntrap

     Sunday evening we had dinner with friends.  We met early so that we could eat outside and enjoy the sunshine.  The weather cooperated, and we dined on their deck, overlooking their lush oasis of a yard while their waterfall burbled in the background.  Birds visited feeders, and a hummingbird hovered nearby for a while,… Continue reading Suntrap

After the Plow

The roar of an approaching snowplow is a welcome sound in the Midwest.  It holds the promise of being able to venture out with the car again after the latest snow.  You’ve shoveled the walks and driveway.  You’ve scraped the car’s windows and brushed the snow off its roof.  You’re ready to go.  But the… Continue reading After the Plow