In my Autumn garden I was fain To mourn among my scattered roses; Alas for that last rosebud which uncloses To Autumn’s languid sun and rain When all the world is on the wane! Which has not felt the sweet constraint of June, Nor heard the nightingale in tune Broad-faced asters by my garden walk,… Continue reading An October Garden
There are days when I despair for the future of the generations that will come after me. To be clear, though, today isn't one of them. This morning, I was gifted a photograph of 98-year-old Auntie Pat, sitting with my three-month-old niece on her lap. The joy in Pat's face, and the equanimity with which… Continue reading Pee Po Belly Bum…Drawers?
Some recent, and to my mind, quite moronic comments about female ugliness, elsewhere on the web, got me reminiscing about one of my mother's favorite sayings: "A woman of 40 gets the face she deserves." I went looking for its source some days ago, and found it attributed to a 1957 Los Angeles Times interview… Continue reading Growing Up Ginger, Redux
I am the grandmother of an eight-year-old girl. Technically, she is my step-granddaughter, though the distinction makes no difference, I assure you. Her mother is my stepdaughter and beloved friend. Her first few years have not been idyllic. And she’s had to learn to be a little tougher than I would like, a little earlier than I would… Continue reading My “Feminist” Fever Dream
I’ve always loved literature. By which I mean, I’ve always loved stories. I was never terribly academic about it, even during my university days, and I’ve certainly never been one of those desperate creatures the like-minded among us used to call (with a sniff), “Serious Students of Lit-ter-a-toor.” They could usually be spotted on Friday nights… Continue reading Shadow Lands and Cyber Worlds
https://youtu.be/8iwBM_YB1sE David Austin, PBUH (this is the US link; it's originally a UK firm) says that they've been shipped at exactly the right time for planting in my plant hardiness "zone." (My zone number is somewhere between 6A and 6B--worst case indicating that the temperatures in the winter might go down to about -25F, or… Continue reading I’m So Excited–My New Roses Will Be Delivered Tomorrow!
Dear Spectacles, I’m giving you fair warning here: I’ve had enough. Enough of your silly games. Enough of listening to you snicker as I stumble blindly around the house trying to find you after you’ve hidden yourselves away for the infinity-umpteenth time (borrowed that locution from my granddaughter who, when she was four, learned about… Continue reading An Open Letter To My Spectacles
I had my last conversation with Granny (my mother’s mother) not too long before she died. She was in her mid-eighties at the time, almost bedridden from the arthritis that had plagued her for decades, and mentally, she was getting a little bit woolly. The past, though, was still clear in her mind, and she… Continue reading Wisdom From My Granny
There's a new bit of "free stuff" on RWKJ today--a recipe for lovely fizzy bath salts for your very own (hopefully, although I can make no guarantees on this) Covid-19-free home spa! Just click here to find it. And enjoy! (I'm currently working on bubble bath recipes, having discovered that my faithful cat Psymon, is… Continue reading Free Stuff: Fizzy Bath Salt Recipe for Your Home Spa
OK, Ladies. If you can give me just a few minutes, I’ll show you how to turn your very own bathtub, in your very own home, into a scented luxury spa. It’s easy, and uses ingredients that, if they’re not in your kitchen already, are readily available either in stores or on the web. I… Continue reading Making Fizzy Bath Salts