Sense

Sense

I’ve had a blow. It took my breath away. The past and future flashed before my eyes. Fortunately, I’d the foreboding to utter a prayer in anticipation, or I would have been completely undone. Still, it was a shock that I continue to grapple with. After 307...
Sunset or Sunrise?

Sunset or Sunrise?

Last week I was in mourning. This week I celebrated. After an extended period of decline, my pet snail died last Friday. When Hastings first came to our tank four months ago, he was languid, not moving for days. I was ready to return him for a refund when he suddenly...
Cold Feet

Cold Feet

I use my sunroom even in the winter. Daft, I know, but I like sitting among nature for quiet times. Around early December last year, it started to get cold enough for a heavy coat and hat. Even so, I got chilly after a few minutes of sitting. I only wear a pair of...
Fish Follies

Fish Follies

I have two goldfishes named Willy and Comet. They can’t be cuddled or petted. And if I talk to them, they’ll likely show me their tails. Yet I still love those slimy buggers. They live for feeding time. In between, they search every rock and surface for...
My Own Race

My Own Race

That Looks Good Because my children swam, I got involved in officiating swim meets. Now, I continue doing it for jollies. As I observe young swimmers, I have always been bothered by the breaststroke rubber neck. The breaststroke is a very regulated cyclical stroke,...

Four years and Four Books Later

I started on this writing journey four years ago at the start of the pandemic. (In case you’ve missed it, the two previous posts detail how it all began.) Now, four years later, I have completed my series and am starting a new undertaking — indie...