Category Aging

Lots of Moving Parts

I have not decided how, or if, to sustain Fragments at the same time that I am spending most of my tiny stock of writing minutes posting to Substack. I started posting there several years ago when the blog here…

Where the Sidewalk Ends

[You may have seen this post on Substack. Explanation at the end.] I thought of this 150 yr old farmhouse and the land around it as my story for life. Then life says maybe not. That was Fragments One. I…

On Short Shelf Life

Had coffee with a friend recently–a few years my senior–who showed me a picture on his phone. I recognized it as a raven. He said it was a tattoo. His own. He described the recent decision and related experience in…

Gramps Gets Night Cramps

I not uncommonly fall asleep on the love seat in the front room at bedtime, especially if the wood stove is glowing and radiating sleepiness into the darkness. As usual, last night I woke up after an hour or so,…

Diaspora: The Next Place

 In the spring of 2019, we acknowledged that the time had come to relocate us from the wild to the tame. Or at least tamer–closer to town, less mowing and weed whacking and firewood toting and… That we would reach…

SomeWhere

And SomeWhen. Finding the pot of gold means a bit of good luck. And keeping your eyes open. And having a camera in your pocket 24 And stopping in the rain to step out of your car in the middle…

Facing Downstream

One of the things I hope to reflect on in this would-be third book (that I sometimes think about and less often actually add material to) is the topic of aging, from a personal point of view of course. I took this…

A Solution for *CMS Disease

What th’ WHAT? The answer to writer’s block, I’m afraid. Trolling through the few images from the past month this is the one that was by far the most unusual. I confessed a few blog posts back (which at one…

Aging: The Challenges of the Back Nine

So: We started joking about “playing the back nine” when we turned 50.  The half-century mark is no trivial milestone in our brief animation on Earth. After all, while it represents exactly HALF a century, actuarially speaking, the odds increase…

Longing: The South West Coast Trail

Totally opposed to my notion, nay my resolution–to use my time more wisely in the mornings, I once again found myself browsing at random by way of Google Earth. This is  a lens on the planet through which I could…

Down in the Mouth

As a blogger over the years, I’ve generally avoided sharing  the nuances of bodily state or machinations of marital war and peace. (If there are regular readers out there, even on a Friday, you’ll have already nailed me as a…

Old Dog, New Budget

So here we go, entering the Wonderful Water Park of Later Life, splashing and giggling down the slippery slope into the years of total immersion in Blessed Retirement. The faucet by which the hot tub of spendable dollars will fill…