Finding My Way….

The air wrapped around me like cool silk. As I walked it warmed  just enough to hint that the sun would be stronger in an hour, but not hot, not today. Warm, fresh air with overtones of sage and warm cement wafted around me.  The sensation of this winter day transported me to my high… Continue reading Finding My Way….

Well, whadayaknow.

I feared that my life experience, which includes living in two countries besides my own for over 20 years, would be  a barrier to making new friends in this southern California community.  I knew that the Latino population would be influential, and indeed, many public signs are now in both English and Spanish.  But I… Continue reading Well, whadayaknow.

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Shere-ing Time, 2

Okay, so here’s what happened next.  I plunged into the Slough of Despond, paralyzed by fear and sense of loss, extending back to the age of about 6, and thinking that such a small person could not possibly cope with the vastness of moving an entire house, indeed, pretty much an entire life, back into… Continue reading Shere-ing Time, 2

Shere-ing Time, 1

It is early morning in late winter, and  cold outside, as it has been for days.  Elm and chestnut trees stand denuded of leaves, their  untidy branches and bony twigs scratching at frozen air. Evergreens stand stolidly, silent giants biding their time, waiting for spring. But I am cozy in bed,alone now, huddled under a… Continue reading Shere-ing Time, 1