Latches

I solve most of my problems with duct tape; some, with ribbon. Tybalt, my fat cat, likes to push the window open so that he can catch a breath of fresh air. When it is thirty degrees outside, that is an expensive breath. The windows in my dormers are as old as the house, hanging […]

Velveteen

I ordered a cup of coffee while I was waiting, instead of a glass of wine. Mistake. They had to brew a pot for me, and when I got it, it was hotter than melted glass. I stirred it. And stirred it. And then I saw that I had gotten a phone call. The call. […]

Fuzz

Fuzz everywhere. All over my pretty winter coat, and bravely clinging to the much-processed head of the South American warrior whose head has been shrunk. Yesterday a friend brought me a shrunken head. Not a Halloween shrunken head. An honest to God, Natural History Museum, South American tribe shrunken head. It was in his briefcase. My new gloves (arm […]

Young

I used to get my feet buried in the sand. When I worked at the preschool, I sat on the railroad tie side of the sandbox and one of the kids would take small hands and scoop sand over my feet. We would inspect rocks and sticks, and talk about where trash goes, or how […]