Or some small part of it I have swum in lakes and oceans and bays and pools across the world. Sometimes I am the only swimmer, a lumpy form in a black swimsuit. It doesn’t matter. I swim for myself. … Read More
They look about to pirouette. Tra-la! It’s May!… The lusty month of May! Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe, Camelot —– The dogwood is at its peak, with luminescent pink blooms and white petals overlapping each other on the trees. … Read More
The rush to make up for two years at home. The tour buses are rolling again, filled with travelers. My age peers who are hearty travelers, Boomers, are comparing notes on how many trips or tours were cancelled, and how … Read More
First international trip since Before You have the middle seat in the last row of the airplane. The one that can’t recline. A very tall, thin man who nods and smiles behind a bushy mustache is seated next to the … Read More
The criteria for a Match A male acquaintance complained about a widowed peer who at 75 was behaving like a 20-year-old. He was dating and looking for love. More power to him. My last partner in romance died about four … Read More
Janis Ian’s soundtrack and Grammy-winning audiobook. Janis Ian is doing a farewell tour. The soundtrack in my head includes Janis Ian’s At Seventeen and Society’s Child. She was one of the singer-songwriters embraced by the hip kids, and I remember her music of the … Read More
E.B. reveals preferred pronouns and contract negotiations The first question for you Easter Rabbit — or Bunny, can I call you Bunny? — is what are your pronouns? E.B. Yeah, well, this is a subject of debate. I am a … Read More
You can’t slam a cell phone down. Before universal caller identification on our cell phones, back in the dawn of time or at least telephones, we all had land lines and no caller ID and no voice mail. We ran … Read More
Tiny frogs freeze and are resurrected. The spring evening air fills with the sound of spring peepers as the last of the snow melts. That background chorus is the soundtrack to walking in the woods. I lived by a large … Read More
I need bright colors and fragrances and miniature houses for fantasy. I planted tulip bulbs and mums, almond trees, lilacs, and weeping cherries in yards no longer mine. My bleeding heart in Minnesota grew to a bountiful, huge bush. Neighbors … Read More