Becoming a Minimalist

Becoming a Minimalist

The inside of my house looks tired and needs some sprucing up, so I decided to have it painted. My potential painter informed me that I should move the treasures that I have collected through the years and it suddenly hit me that I should become a minimalist, a term I...
Cement Trucks

Cement Trucks

Last spring, a truck loaded with something heavy, like cement or machinery, backed up and cracked a square of sidewalk near my house. It didn’t really crack it, more like shattered, lots of little pieces of concrete dancing around, threatening to cut my dog’s foot or...
The Search for HCLBs

The Search for HCLBs

Last year I invested in a bird feeder for my backyard, hoping to feed hungry, cute, little birds (AKA HCLBs). Many of my neighbors have bird feeders and talk about how fun it is to watch their HCLBs eat, and I thought it might be something my grandchildren would enjoy...
Growing Up Cole

Growing Up Cole

Today is my son’s birthday. He is forty-eight, although in my mind, he is a bunch of different ages: one, four, fourteen, and nineteen. Smart, amusing, delightful, and always unpredictable.   I recall his first birthday, smothered head to toe with chocolate...
Ms. M Strikes Again

Ms. M Strikes Again

I have a lot of lists, as I wrote about recently, but this morning I ran across a list of possible blog topics. I writeWrinkly Bitsblogs twice a week and some friends tell me I’m a bit daft, but I like them, and so far, I haven’t run out of fun topics. (Suggestions...