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The Witching Hour Parade

The Witching Hour Parade

I roll out of bed—well, stumble—at the sound of Rascal barking. As I grab for my robe, Mom’s fat little wiener dog (more like pork sausage) waddles into the hallway. “Hang on, you guys,” I mutter, walking down the hall to take care of the necessities in the...
An Epic Battle in the Garden

An Epic Battle in the Garden

It’s June 2nd, 2025 and we are nearly half way through our gap year. This is the year we are supposed to decide our next steps. I’ve been thinking about it for a while and it’s time to just do it. I mean, I’ve created the perfect writing space...
The Garden; In The Beginning

The Garden; In The Beginning

Well, it’s March! And how the hell did we get here?? I feel like time has just flown by in the last two months after a December that seemed to take forever! Of course, we took all of December to move to into my 98 year old Mom’s small, and dilapidated 1100 square foot...
But There’s Lace

But There’s Lace

Last week I had a rather maddening day. Those of you who are old pros at 24/7 caregiving might call it “Tuesday” Sometimes around 11 pm Monday night one of the supports on my bed broke. There was a loud pop from underneath and a slight sinking.  I knew what it was...