03/08/2025

"A simple life filled with

freedom is what truly

fulfills me."

The Homestead Movement

Been talking 'bout this for a

while now. Mostly in regards

to being an ole retired gal.

Still, 'tis what I've ever longed

for and now have been gifted.

So hope the powers at be give

me a few more years to enjoy

exactly this.

Add in a little naughty and

you've got pure paradise!

Think outside the box here . . .

Champagne brunches, a

mystery marathon, fun meals 

in bed, sitting by the fire w/

friends for FAC, an all night

read!

Doesn't get any better than

this . . .

03/07/2025

"The best thing about getting

older is becoming clear on

what does and doesn't matter."

~Anita Opper, Zen to Zany

If ever there were a truth,

this is it!

When I was a young wife,

mother and teacher, I had to

dance at the speed of sound

just to keep up. Methinks I

did so with one hand on my

waist!

Now, however, Mr. Time has

slowed me down and I find

myself ever a pondering.

Naught wrong with this, I 

just didn't have time before.

Then, it was about beauty.

Now, 'tis more about comfort.

Then, I read for professional

reasons. Today, I read for

pleasure. Then, I prepared

three truly fab meals a day.

Now, I eat whatever I want,

whenever I want. Ice cream

for breakfast is ever a fave!

Now that I'm a 100 years old,

I do wish we could mix up

the two!!!

Why does wisdom have to 

come so late?

03/06/2025

Not exactly certain why, 

but my little bro Sammy

has been on my mind of

late. I think of him by day 

and dream of him by night.

Only a few months apart,

we grew up playing, as 

well as all else together.

I've shared before that he

was diagnosed with Von

Recklinghausen disease

just before turning three.

So, in many ways, our

childhood together was 

a gift. 

Either Russel's mom or

Bonnie's mom would drop

me off after school. The

bus would then drop off 

Sammy and then my time 

to care for him until our

parents came home would

begin.

Several activities would

keep us busy. I would read

to him from a fave book.

We'd take a walk around

the neighborhood . . . often

stopping in to say hi to our

faves.

Ever and always, supper

together as a family. After

dishes, we'd read together

and have family prayers.

I've shared so much of this

before. I haven't forgotten;

it's just that he's been so on

my mind. 

Can't help but wonder why . . .

03/05/2025

Wondering if winding down

into my now olde might bring 

about a rewind into yesteryear.

Dreaming, thinking, rethinking . . .

 

. . . hopefully not living in the

past, simply visiting!

Precious memories, mistakes

made, happenings I will ever

treasure.

I have lived; make no mistake.

Now, what I'm hoping is that

in my last run at what time is 

left, I don't go down existing

rather than living.

Then . . . parenting, teaching,

traveling, partying, playing.

Now . . . reading, writing,

puzzles ahoy, spending time

w/my guy.

It's all good, both the now and

then. But, assessing, I'd say yes,

I am living not just existing. 

Still, it's a 75 year old pace 

rather than a 35 year old dance.

Might just be why the gods 

gifted us both memory and 

imagination . . .

03/04/2025

On the sidelines, awaiting 

my SAD meds, I watched 

that infamous parade of 

old tired souls walking by.

Some with canes, others in 

wheelchairs, a few slowly

advancing step by step.

Looking at these amazing

oldsters in the stances old

age brings to the table, I 

could sense the attitudes 

at play. The pretty young 

girls within, flirting a bit. 

Handsome lads responding 

in kind.

My heart hurt for their worn

out strides, their hurting limbs

and whatever medical probs

brought them to this table

in particular.

'Twas strange that I wasn't

necessarily feeling sorrow,

rather awe. Life! What an

amazing vehicle life is.

I glanced down at my hands, 

for whatever reason . . .  and 

there I saw my own wrinkled 

paws, with the odd age spot.

I was taken aback as I looked

up at my oldsters in parade

and then again at my hands.

It hit me then, I'm one of them,

aren't I?! I'm older than I am

younger, right?! 

Ever so glad I've had a most

wondrous life. Sooooo needs 

me some humungous words 

just to describe how I feel.

Let's see . . .  astronomical . . .

 . . . glorious, wondrous, 

incredible, amazing, beyond 

the pale!!!

03/03/2025

March energy:

Let go of perfection

Give people kindness

Focus on small daily wins

Be your most genuine self

Stop doubting your progress

~Yung Pueblo

Such wisdom for one so 

young!

The days elongate. Daylight

softens the cold and snow 

wisdom comforts.

Methinks I may actually make

it this time. Alas, 'tis to snow

again this evening. Yes I know,

we need the moisture!

Thinking positive here!

 - - -

Diego Perez, Ecuadorian, 

is the poet and philosopher 

behind pen name Yung Pueblo, 

'young people'. Google Books

03/02/2025

"I like people who get excited

about the change of seasons,

sounds of the ocean, watching

a sunset, the smell of rain and

starry nights." Brooke Hampton

Methinks Brooke is talking 

about our Mother Earth; she 

is so dear to all of us.

For moi, 'tis all about the 

heavens . . . 

 . . . Our Lunar Lady, first in 

my own heart, followed by 

sunsets and stars. Sooooo love 

me the heavens! They give me 

the courage to stay the distance.

I so love this time of month . . .

watching the moon grow from

its initial sliver to a glowing full.

I like to think of this as a time to

come to fruition in my own needs

and desires.

I feel so blest under the light of

moon in all of her stages . . .

03/01/2025

Methinks part of this aging

gracefully business would 

be learning to laugh at your-

self. That may mean that 

I'd be in constant hysteria!

I was sitting in my comfy

chair by the fire when I

noticed what looked like 

a small glass vial. I didn't

recall it at all, so took a

good look-see.

The liquid was clear w/no

apparent scent. I put some

on my wrists and again, no

scent. Finally, I just simply

recapped it and put it back.

When our fellow FACers

arrived, I asked my buddy

if she knew what it was.

"Oh, of course. That's your

urine sample. You're to mail

it in as soon as possible."

Didn't say a word, just about

died from silent hysterics!

Guess if you can't laugh at

yourself, you'll never make

it through this whole aging

process!