This quote aptly describes my mother. Now in her mid-eighties, my mom's hurricane force has reduced to a small tornado, which is pretty impressive given that she is legally blind and uses a cane to help her walk longer distances. The white blond streaks in her shoulder length hair, her youthful face, and laughter… Continue reading Hurricane Mother
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8 Life Lessons from Women Writers
Joan Didion looks way cool in that Corvette. Reminds me of me, back in the late 70's, in my blue metal flaked Chevy Malibu. But back to the life lessons. In my section of the Southern California coast the marine mist appears in the early evening and grays over the landscape. This becomes a perfect… Continue reading 8 Life Lessons from Women Writers
Poetry on Wednesdays-Political Poetry
Remember high school English classes? That was my first introduction to poetry. Old poets. Lot's of 'thee's and thou's," and too much Old English stuff. I was a studious person, more logical than emotional, so many poems went over my head. That was until I went to college, in the mid '70's. It was an eyeopener when… Continue reading Poetry on Wednesdays-Political Poetry
