I live a schizophrenic existence: part of my time spent in a little Texas town; the other right in the heart of LA. Wow. What a contrast. We just returned from a month in Texas, a wonderful month of hard work and obvious results, neighborly chats on front porches at night, and friends to visit…
Category: Writing
Flash Memoir: The Unexpected Joy of Cooking
Food is love. Not exactly. Not in my family when I was growing up, at least. I saw that principle applied in other families where dinner time centered on a meal lovingly prepared by a mother who might have gone out and picked fresh vegetables from her own garden, or used canned vegetables from that…
Flash Essay Prompt: Freedom
When have I felt perfectly free? Swimming underwater when I was a child, feeling the coolness, seeing the blue vagueness through open eyes, my body stretching forward near the bottom of the pool as my arms pulled and my feet paddled me to the other side. I imagine that freedom even now when I am…
70 Miles from LA!
It is 8:55 pm and we’ve been driving since 8:30 this morning. We are an hour and a half from home, but unfortunately, this is some of the toughest driving because of all the traffic. I will just be glad when we pull into our driveway. If you are ever wondering how big the U….
Flash Essay: West Texas and New Mexico
Wide open spaces and oven-like heat, that’s what West Texas is like in July. And lots of little towns that you have to slow down from 80 miles per hour, first to 55, and then all the way to 35. And if you don’t, you can be sure that the local sheriff’s deputy in each…
Flash Post: Heading West
This is our last night in Texas before heading back to California. We have been gone exactly one month tomorrow. I can’t believe so much time has passed. We have been organizing and hauling, moving and shaking; getting lots done, hard stuff that isn’t conducive to hot summer temperatures. But we did it anyway. Tomorrow…
Flash Essay: The Messiness of Change
I have always hated what comes first when contemplating change: the ruin of what is; the demolition of the status quo; the process of undoing in order to redo. This has caused me great discomfort, a person with a strong need for tidiness and order. “Let’s knock down that wall,” my husband might say as…
Flash Essay: Heat and Hard Work Do Not Make for the Best Guest
Today was hot and full of outdoor activity. That makes for tiredness. I drank lots of iced tea while outside and took periodic rests, but I still ended the day feeling as if someone had pulled the plug on me. That did not make me a very engaging guest when visiting friends I’d been looking…
Flash Essay: Organizing for Health
Today we worked on our barn here in Texas, a carriage house actually, which is behind our Queen Anne Victorian. This had been filled with building materials and extra appliances and furniture while we were renovating the house, and now has just been holding a mish-mash of junk. So, today we headed in and started…
Flash Essay: Our Garage Sale or How to Feel Good and Make A Little Money, Too
Our garage sale was a resounding success today. Each of the families who brought items had a handful of cash by the end of the day plus the benefit of a morning and afternoon of genuine camaraderie. We sold most of the items in the sale for fifty cents to a dollar so we sold…
