My sister’s current tag line for virtually all text messages is “I can’t wait ‘til SPRING!” I know; I know… We’ve been well-wintered this year and have the damp piles of snow pants in our laundry rooms to prove it. Over-sized mugs leave the dishwasher only to be refilled with steaming hot chocolate or cider. Sleds and shovels lean at-the-ready against a garage wall, never quite making it back into their storage spaces. [Read more →]
Hibernation is not a real option for most mammals, although many attempt it in one form or another as a “winter dodge”. Cooking endless pots of chicken soup and making serious indentations in the TV sofa, many wait for the weatherman’s OK to venture out for much more than work and essential errands. “It’s not the cold; it’s the lack of daylight!” -a frozen variation on Ohio’s summertime conversation staple: “It’s not the heat; it’s the humidity!”
But if you huddle indoors to wait for spring, the chill still does its glacial creep up your front walkway… It seems more effective to simply add the extra layers of clothing and head outside to face winter’s blast (even if it does take an extra ten minutes by February because half the winter wear has been borrowed, lost, or is stylishly displayed on the front-yard snowman, and some of us still prefer the dignity of matched gloves).
I told a stranger that I loved him yesterday morning.
He phoned me in the afternoon to say that he really appreciated the uplifting text message but that he doubted it had landed where intended. Oops. We laughed; I thanked him for calling and promptly updated my niece’s cell phone listing! [Read more →]
February needs some work. It may be but a blip on the calendar following massive January, but winter seems to linger here a little longer than absolutely necessary. No amount of polite coughing and clock-glancing will induce the thoughtless month to head for the archives. It’s the last one at the party. Snooping through your pantry, searching for sustenance and a reason to linger as you politely flip through catalogues of spring flowers, hoping it will get the hint… [Read more →]
We’re late, and I’m sorry. It’s all my fault… The contest started last week, somewhere between the latest birthday and my last PC crash (more on that in a moment…). But if we hurry, there’s still a chance…! [Read more →]
