When just don’t know what to do with myself, I write. The day was sunny. That was nice. The day was above freezing. That was nice. All the snow is gone. That is nice. It is bug season here at Mist Cottage. Bug season is a precursor of spring, which as it happens, arrives on… Continue reading The Young Man And The White Laundry Basket
Author: Maggie Turner
Doing Its Thing
March is doing its thing. The morning light brought a vision of white, snow had fallen silently while I slept. More snow is predicted today, and again tomorrow. The blanket is thin, it will easily yield itself completely to a sunny day. There are sunny days ahead. Today is International Women’s Day. Yay women. Yay… Continue reading Doing Its Thing
The Purple Ball
Last summer we had a serious wind storm. During that storm, a large purple ball blew into our fenced yard. It would have been quite a feat, jumping that fence, the ball must really have wanted to live here. I’ve been watching that ball, it blows around the yard with every passing breeze. I never… Continue reading The Purple Ball
Let It Snow
I awoke to a white world this morning. The blanket of white is thin, it probably won’t survive the day. I can hear the birds calling out from the trees in the front yard, which is a benefit of leaky single pane windows. This is soon to change, the new windows will be here in… Continue reading Let It Snow
Know-It-All
Tai Chi was a misery today. I can’t really keep up with the class, which doesn’t bother me at all. When something is difficult, I stop and watch. I might look confused, I am, and that is how I need to feel and look while I am figuring things out. I made no demands on… Continue reading Know-It-All