Dear Readers, you know I am one of those terrible heathen sorts who doesn’t do anything “right” so it will come as no surprise that I do not celebrate Thanksgiving. I will spend today making bread and soup for dinner and decorating my house for Yule. I will not be rushing out pre-dawn tomorrow […]

Every day in email, I get names. Names of men and women dying in Iraq and Afghanistan, and sometimes….back here at home in hospitals. Some names I never get at all…or a handful gleaned from newscasts and magazines: men who made it home physically intact, but died by their own hand, or worse, […]

The air was very fresh this weekend, this weekend that is a virtual glut of significance to people like me. Yesterday was St. Martin’s Day…and though I am not Catholic, I grew up a bit in Catholic Bavaria. Where we visited palaces alight with spectacular paper lanterns illuminated by candles inside. […]

This post has jack to do with the Labyrinth or the War in Iraq.  Well, unless you associate a certain rabid sort of stupidity with the continuance of the war, mayhap?  When I read the news story that made my brain blink, shake its head…and then check to see if I had liquor instead of […]

….and hurry up about it. Winter is upon us, I celebrated the Day of the Dead with friends yesterday and into the wee hours of the morning as Daylight Savings Time died. Laughter around the fire, too much tequila and soft raindrops pattering as leaves blew from the trees is not a bad […]

My kitchen sink is full of unwashed dishes, rolling balls of white hair blow round the unswept floors and the bed is unmade. I am locked in depression like a bunny is a constrictor’s scaly coils. The alarm clock went off this morning and I leapt out of bed to silence it, […]