I still believe good things are coming, but it seems too many “good times” have set back our progress in containing the coronavirus. I have no doubt that we will defeat this plague, but in the meantime it would not be wise to “let the good times roll,” like we did in 2019. Doesn’t the […]
Read MoreI have had the oddest feeling that time is standing still. The past is hazy, the present is somewhat overwhelming, and the future offers hope. But to get there, we have to negotiate an abyss filled with puppy pads, dog treats, bleary trips out into the starry night, immunizations, puppy food choices, and the all-important […]
Read MoreI’ve been looking for signs of summer and trying to capture that carefree essence that defines the season. Where we live, the weather in June is definitely transitional. A blanket of fog appears many days, and sometimes the sun never appears. I’m reminded of the Carl Sandburg poem: The fog comes on little cat feet. […]
Read MoreI would like to say there is a freshening wind blowing from the sea, but the truth is that a hot, dry Santa Ana wind is bending the trees and parching my skin. The temperature is in the 90s. The air conditioner has kicked in, and I’m perched at the dining room table, thinking about […]
Read MoreIt is unusual for me to be at a loss for words, but today I am. This is the third time I have tried to write this week’s blog. Oh, there were words in the previous iterations, but somehow they did not seem worth reading. So here I sit looking out the window. Today, the […]
Read MoreI was recently asked why I liked crows. It’s kind of a long story. I didn’t always like crows. When I was a child, my mother would throw stale bread to the birds—who actually ate it, unlike our upscale birds, who require wild bird seeds or avian sunflower seeds. I can still see my mom throwing […]
Read MoreTransition. What a strange word. It means we are neither here or back there, but in a place that is oddly changing. Sometimes I wonder, where is solid ground? I really want to go back to where I was on February 1 when my world was spinning predictably in its orbit, but I have no […]
Read MoreThe last puppy that came to our home was Trixie, soon to be renamed Trixie Noodle by my grandson James. That was in 1998. As I recall, we bought a bed, puppy food, a cat collar and leash (because she was so tiny), and that was that. Princess, our ten-year-old dachshund, was helpful in teaching […]
Read MoreI decided to post our exciting news on Mother’s Day because I am about to become a mother again. I know what you are saying: “At her age?” (either with a healthy dose of skepticism or rolling your eyes and laughing hysterically). Let me tell you the backstory. In March of 2019, our precious Archie, […]
Read MoreMom is back—and just in the nick of time. Although there was a flurry of cleaning and the washer and dryer were going overtime before her arrival, there is something … missing when she is not here. You could say Mom is the heart of our family. After Mom settled back in, she came into […]
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Kathleen Chamberlin 