Category: Left Field

Today mid afternoon hubby and I tractored along our street sweeping and shoveling up our errant rock drive way, that drifted down the road all

summer days are long the sun does not go down till past my bedtime…      

The fog floating over the back field this morning was insanely beautiful. It made me so happy.   Things that float through my mind while

The wind is insane. Sometimes 45mph gusts. Bike riding tricky, actually dangerous at times. Tennis requires lots of running after rolling balls. But check out

Traffic is nuts. Nuts now. Going anywhere requires serious alertness, patience and snacks. Crashes road work, lane closures, trash, road workers and… wait for it. 

Today it rained without stop. Drizzling, spitting, pouring. Today my computer displayed that I was expired from my printer. Today I made more cherry jam. 8

I have read too much- how about you? I’ve read too many labels in insufficiently lit store aisles I’ve read too many articles about what

This is a poem about an elephant That is what one of our short ones told her Mommy. So there it is- a poem about

Mr. Fix-it has been on a spree of sorts -pop-up camper electric repair -ironing board broke- he replaced -water filter needed changing out -riding mower

we carried spoons and little forks and little napkins we ate fast sometimes slow sometimes not at all we hurried there we hurried here sometimes