My great-nephew Eli, a fellow non-eater of refined sugar, came up with this delicious and nutritious recipe for a cake-like lemon cookie sweetened with honey or agave. This is one of those recipes that you can count on. The cookies are perfect every time in taste and texture. Today I went out and pulled a…
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The Time is Now
We know a Mexican family with four fine sons. Two were born in the United States; two in Mexico. All four boys have lived here their entire lives save for a year or two when they were babies. Now the two boys – the “Mexican” citizens – have been given two glorious years to live…
My Evening and a Few Simple Pleasures
I am sitting here at my table in the living room. It is 11 o’clock at night. The television is on in the other room at a volume where I can make out a few words, just loud enough to be distracting. I am tired. I can feel fatigue behind my eyes. I have been…
A Lesson to Remember
I have a needlepoint in my living room that reads: Give Me Time Time for patience for understanding too Time to remember thoughtful things to do Time to believe in all fellowmen Time to perceive the value of a friend I say, Amen to that!
First Full Day Home
I guess it would be disingenuous of me to think I could write about anything else besides my new little granddaughter, Luna, the girl with whom I just spent the greater part of the afternoon and the evening. I guess you wouldn’t be surprised to hear how velvety soft her skin is – and her…
A Surprise
Last night I became a grandmother. Tonight, all I can do is stare at my little granddaughter’s picture. This is after seeing her twice today on two separate visits to the hospital. Tomorrow we go see her again. I am already hopelessly in love. I haven’t felt this feeling EVER. Perhaps because now I know…
Getting Myself Up and Outside
Today I went with daughter Rachael to Runyon Canyon for a hike with our two dogs, Sammie, the Scottie, and Cordelia, the Corgie. This is the second walk I’ve taken in less than a week. I went with daughters Liz and Rachael last Saturday morning, along with Ray, Ron (Liz’s boyfriend), Ron’s father and a…
Three Beloved Objects that Connect Me To My Past
I am sitting at the round table in the living room, which is my work spot. This is where I see my writing students and this is where I write. I also do bills here and billing and read online and off. Three items in this room are especially important to me: the fireplace, a…
Vigil Mass at St. Thomas the Apostle, Hollywood
I have just returned from the Easter Vigil mass at St. Thomas the Apostle Episcopal church in Hollywood. I was the crucifer, meaning that I carried the cross in the procession and recession and rang the bells before Communion. Tonight, Bishop Mary Glasspool was with us to perform baptisms and confirmations, which is a special treat….
Drooping This Evening…
I am too tired to write tonight. I don’t want to write anything. I want to go upstairs, take a nice long bath and go straight to bed. Some days are like that. No writing inspiration at all. I have been writing all day today – editing other people’s work. That’s okay. I like editing….
20 Minutes a Day 