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It’s Not your Year, Prius ‘o’ Mine

May 17, 2023May 17, 2023 Posted in memoir, cars, contractor, physical therapy, Prius, HOA, landscaper, luckLeave a comment

First, it was the log lying in the fast lane, parallel to the lane markers as I drove over it. It became impaled on the undercarriage of my Prius V (the big one) as I headed home from a hike and went twenty more miles. The Triple A guy told me that if I’d hit… Continue reading It’s Not your Year, Prius ‘o’ Mine

Apple Tree

July 27, 2022July 27, 2022 Posted in apple tree, dog park, dogs, fences, foundation drain, gardeners, landscaper, memoir, tree hugger, trees, wheelbarrowLeave a comment

(re-run) You know it’s apple-picking season when the dogs start bringing in the bruised ones and then growl at each other. When I bought the house, I inherited the apple tree. I didn’t realize how prolific it was until one day, after the gardeners left, I noticed a line of fat apples sitting on my… Continue reading Apple Tree

Apple Tree

January 26, 2022 Posted in apple tree, dog park, dogs, fences, foundation drain, gardeners, landscaper, memoir, tree hugger, trees, wheelbarrowLeave a comment

(re-run) When I bought the house, I inherited the apple tree. I didn’t realize how prolific it was until one day, after the gardeners left, I noticed a line of fat apples sitting on my side fence. One of the gardeners had picked them with the intention of taking them home, but he must’ve forgotten.… Continue reading Apple Tree

Grandfather Clock

July 24, 2021July 23, 2021 Posted in California, flowers, grandfather clock, landscaper, melanoma, memoir, Murphy's Law, neighbors, paintingLeave a comment

(re-run) I am waiting for my grandfather clock to be delivered. It’s from my friend’s aunt’s estate. She didn’t want it. Her brother didn’t want it. It reminds me of my aunt and uncle’s clock in their house in Iowa. I’d spend the night with my cousin and listen to the clock chime every fifteen… Continue reading Grandfather Clock

Apple Tree

January 24, 2021January 23, 2021 Posted in apple tree, dog park, dogs, fences, foundation drain, gardeners, landscaper, memoir, tree hugger, trees, wheelbarrowLeave a comment

Grandfather Clock

October 25, 2020October 25, 2020 Posted in aging, childhood, grandfather clock, landscaper, memoir, Murphy's Law, painting, relationships, relativesLeave a comment

I am waiting for my grandfather clock to be delivered. It’s from my friend’s aunt’s estate. She didn’t want it. Her brother didn’t want it. It reminds me of my aunt and uncle’s clock in their house in Iowa. As a child, I’d spend the night with my cousin and listen to the clock chime… Continue reading Grandfather Clock

Apple Tree

July 25, 2020July 24, 2020 Posted in apple tree, dog park, dogs, fences, foundation drain, gardeners, landscaper, memoir, tree hugger, trees, wheelbarrow2 Comments

When I bought the house, I inherited the apple tree. I didn’t realize how prolific it was until one day, after the gardeners left, I noticed a line of fat apples sitting on my side fence. One of the gardeners had picked them with the intention of taking them home, but he must’ve forgotten. The… Continue reading Apple Tree