It was a week for a lot of hard work in the garden.
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The unseasonably chilly weather finally broke on Thursday, and Friday I planted six six-packs of paste tomatoes in my garden, filling two of the four raised beds.
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We enjoyed our first salads of the year this week and by some time this coming week, we should be enjoying spinach as a vegetable, as opposed to a few leaves in the salads.
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It’s been unseasonably cold this week with sometimes fierce winds just about every day.
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Schwartzie thought the animal was dead. Zip, zowie! It was gone in a flash into my office.
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Last Wednesday, I performed on The Poet’s Corner a newly revised radio program on WOMR-FM.
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When my mother read my palm as I was visiting them from college, she told me I’d die between the ages of 38 and 42.
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It started tentatively Friday night in bed.
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It all began with the arrival of Melenie and Jay on Friday, when we served a duck.
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Since I’m obsessed with the Ukraine and Russian’s criminal war against a country that was democratic and fairly prosperous, I’m trying to write a poem about it.
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The Ukraine obsesses me, reminding me of the desperate and helpless feeling I had after years of being unable to stop or even or slow down the Vietnam war and its murder of civilians.
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This morning I remembered for the first time in decades that in high school I entered a contest, WHAT THE MERCHANT MARINE MEANS TO ME. The prize was something like $25, which meant a lot to poor teenage kid in Detroit.
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The storm predicted to hit us hard, didn’t.
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I will miss football Sundays. It’s a great excuse to take off Sunday afternoons and relax.
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We were dealing most of the week with great piles of snow.
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One task we had been putting off for almost two years: we went through the refrigerator freezer.
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Mingus began to look under the weather last Friday.
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With the holiday tree given to the woods to turn slowly to compost and the ornaments packed away, the living room is back to normal, everything in its usual place.
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New Year’s Day we take down our beautiful tree, perhaps the prettiest we’ve ever had.
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Willow has fallen in love with the tree.
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