I hear summer. The sounds bounce off of every hill, every rock in our valley, and they seem close by. Car sounds on the Interstate make me think of days when we headed out to the nearby lakes, Tahoe, Pyramid and Frenchman’s. Our parents packed up the stationwagon with a picnic and floats and towels.… Continue reading Summer Sounds
I smell the olive trees scenting the air with their sweet sweet perfume. Every year I wait for them to bloom. It is such a delight to drive along to do some homely chore, and without warning the inward breath is filled with that lovely odor. And this is the season for the sacred… Continue reading Summer Goings On
Bless the rain Tho’ it ruined the bar-be-que. Thank the rain for watering the garden and one less chore on a busy day. Honor the rain tho’ it makes my hair go straight as string and there’s nothing I can do about it. Praise the rain for green healthy plants and strawberries and puddles where… Continue reading Bless the Rain
A question has come up about how long it takes me to be ready to leave my house after morning chores, which include gardening and tending chickens. I often have wet, muddy or cold feet after spending time outside. When I come inside, I always wash my feet and put on fresh socks and shoes.… Continue reading Wash Your Feet~ memories and well used advice.
Most little girls seem to have a celebrity they admire and want to imitate. When I was about eight to ten years old, I wanted to be like Natalie Wood. I saw her in Gypsy and West Side Story, and she was my ideal. I suppose because her hair was brown too. I liked to… Continue reading Natalie and Me
The summer kids are back. I saw them walking down the sidewalk with wet hair, towels tightly wrapped around their shoulders, flip flops flapping on the pavement, laughing at their small talk and stories. My cousins and I used to walk to Idlewilde Park, which had a public pool, on long summer days. That… Continue reading Summer Kids