On our mantlepiece sits, in pride of place, an English chiming clock from sometime in the 1940s. Its design is deco inspired and the fact that it hasn’t worked in several years--a result of being over-wound—hasn’t detracted from its charm. It looks as if it were pilfered from the set of an episode of Hercule Poirot.
As the days grow longer, the weather warmer, that can only mean one thing in Florida (besides the highest daily rise in Covid cases following, surprise! Spring break): The Florida State Fair.
Deep fat fryers: on your mark, get set, sizzle!
Paul and I lead a relatively quiet life down here on the farm. Pretty much everything about us is modest: the size of our cabin (Okay, it’s really modest), our vehicles, our current ambitions.
I’ve been reading that nearly 30 percent of Americans have received at least one dose of COVID-19 vaccine, predominantly those with compromised immune systems and seniors.
Excellent!
As a child in elementary school I was given, along with the rest of the class, an assignment which, even then, I thought a bit maudlin for a group of 10 year olds.
For those who engage in social media or read publications devoted to entertainment, the term, ‘life hacks’ will be a familiar one.
Designed to make the mundane chores of life easier, social ‘influencers’ with thousands, if not millions, of followers will make breathtaking proclamations:
“You’ve been vacuuming all wrong!”
If Paul and I ever bust up after all these years, it won’t be because of another woman, or man (but possibly, horse), it will be because of…
WeRateDogs is exactly that: an on-line social media account that accepts photo submissions from followers of their dogs.
Paul has commandeered what has long been affectionately known as ‘the Unabomber Shack’ which served as my radio studio for years, and turned it into a wood workshop.
He’s 62, a man, and as you know, this is required by law.
There comes a time in everyone’s life when the topic of conversation bandied back and forth between friends jumps from grand adventures planned, or even chatty daily trivialities, and focuses instead on the moroseness of health issues. It begins subtly:
“I’m just not sleeping like I used to.”
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