I paid little attention to the older man as I laced up my inline skates, in the parking lot adjacent to the Ganatchio Trail. I’m pretty slow at it. If I’d been in figure skating or hockey as a youth, I’d probably be saving time these days. I timed it once…it takes me six minutes.… Continue reading A Nutty Tale!
Most Moms —and many Dads—have heard the familiar poem by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton. I‘ve just included a few lines here: Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Dishes are waiting and bills are past due Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo.` The shopping’s not done and there’s… Continue reading Summer Doesn’t Keep!