(re-run) The joke going around social media is that if you want to get rid of your junk, put it in an Amazon box and leave it on your porch. It’s not that funny around my neighborhood. Porch pirates are everywhere this time of year. Neighbors are sure to tell each other when they will… Continue reading Porch Pirates, Poinsettias and Peaches
Category: neighbors
Saying Good-bye
My neighbor died on Black Friday. She had lived in the house next door to mine for more than 35 years. Her husband died before I moved in. She showed me the inside of her house once. It was stuck in the 70’s with shag carpet, gold and rust drapes and wallpaper. Her living room… Continue reading Saying Good-bye
Afternoon Delight
(re-run) If you were in eighth grade and you had a weekly afternoon paper route delivering the Detroit News in Saginaw, Michigan, and you rode your red Schwinn with the basket to do your route and then rode it again on collection day, what would your fantasy be? If you were Chet, it would be… Continue reading Afternoon Delight
The Pandemic’s Silver Lining
Now that it’s a week away from the official start of summer, I look back at the past three months and realize that the pandemic has allowed me to hit the pause button and do things I never thought I’d have time to do. Things I was saving for whan I became an old lady.… Continue reading The Pandemic’s Silver Lining
When a House Feels Like a Home
It’s been nine years since I moved into my little house. It has changed so much, and that’s a good thing. I liked the location but not the house. It was vacant. I saw it three Sundays in a row. The third time I looked at it, I decided I could live there. It was… Continue reading When a House Feels Like a Home
Where’s a Ten-year-old Kid When You Need One?
I am back at the beach, I and realize how lucky I am to have a place to go during a pandemic for a change of scenery. Someone on Facebook commented on my last set of photos, saying to be careful because I could be fined for leaving my county. I didn’t want to admit… Continue reading Where’s a Ten-year-old Kid When You Need One?
Daydreaming on a Dog Walk
(re-run) I get some of my best writing ideas while walking my dogs. My brain is free to think while my body is exercising. I am not listening to music or staring into my phone. I am enjoying the view. Today I walked Pepper, my almost four-year-old lab, while Daisy stayed home where she feels… Continue reading Daydreaming on a Dog Walk
You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .
It’s week ten or eleven of the Covid-19 lockdown — I’ve lost track. I found out in a Zoom meeting last night that two more people that I know had a nasty virus in March that caused them to lose their sense of smell and taste. They are both well over sixty, as are the… Continue reading You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .
My Crowded Park
Yesterday I walked my dog earlier than usual. The day was sunny and a bit windy. I avoided the park and headed up my court, turned the corner and said to my black lab, “Pull me up the hill, Pepper.” And she did. A boy on an electric scooter flew by, followed by a mom… Continue reading My Crowded Park
You Can’t Make This S$#T Up
The neighbors and I got a new back fence yesterday. It had been falling down for the past nine years. The neighbors wouldn’t do anything about it until a big wind in February took part of it down. We got added to the fence contractor’s schedule since a lot of fences blew down. Our date… Continue reading You Can’t Make This S$#T Up
