So, it’s August, kids. I know. How did that happen? But hey. While time’s flying by, let’s take a minute to put a few things on the calendar, should we? (Oh, yes. Let’s.) * August 8th, 10th and 12th (yes, that’s NEXT WEEK) I’m teaching a teen writer’s class at the Wasatch County Library in...
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Category Archives: Where do I live?Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Mother Nature is absolutely having a joke with me. It is snowing. Right now. Big, fat, wet flakes that are covering my tulips like white stocking caps. Isn’t that hysterical? Snow is sticking to the grass. And the sidewalk. And the road. And the roofs. And my soul. (Just... I’m watching for it, that brilliant post. I’m waiting for it to arrive. I stare, purposefully if you wish, at the monitor. Here’s what I see. No brilliant blog post on the horizon. Rather, my head’s reflection, and the blowy trees in the back yard. This is the kind of mirror I can really mesh...  Okay. Remember that Springtime I’ve been waiting for? It is coming. Coldly, but coming. And it’s bringing with it an unexpected bonus. That’s right, friends. I have a skunk. It’s decided that it wants to live here. At my home. Behind/beneath my little shed, to be exact. I have a tenant, except it doesn’t pay... Oh, there you are. Oh, here I am. It has been a crazy, busy few days, and that is all the excuse I have for leaving blogland in the dust. I taught biotechnology and chemistry on Thursday. It was grand. Fun. I mean it. And then the Wilhites gathered around the computer to watch basketball....  So I went to the eye doctor this month. And he laughed at me. Again. My eye doctor is several things, but funny is not one I would think to label him with. A close-sitter? Yes. Efficient? Yes. Able to remember if he’s on “Two? Or three?” or if he’s on “Six? Or seven?” Yep.... The sun rose (it has a habit of doing just that) and turned the fog orange. Lit up diamonds of flaky snow shining on the yard. Caught the icy fur on the naked tree limbs and made me think it could be keeping the trees warm. Mountaintops, shrouded by fog earlier, now push against crystal... It was bizarre how it brought out the best and the worst in the crowd. We went to the high school basketball game last night. I love basketball. I love the never-stop, run-run-run, high scoring action. I love high school basketball because of the community that it envelops. But I have to say, high school... |