Summer Clothes, Winter Clothes
It’s been a couple of weeks since I sat at my computer struggling to write this post. My…
Take Your Medicine
On Wednesday, I enjoyed a visit from a thirty-two-year-old friend and her two-year-old daughter. We wandered into the…
At Least There Was A Sale!
I was down in the storage room again this weekend, feeling overwhelmed by the job ahead. My eyes…
Am I Going To Save This?
Reading an introduction by Barbara A Mowat to a book of essays entitled, Old Age, a sentence appeared…
Mystery of the Week
From where I sit at the table for meals, my eyes consistently peer through the sliding glass door…
Exploring the Number Three
A dozen years ago, I chose Exploring the Mystery as the name for my blog. I remember feeling…
Where’s Your Ruler?
For the first time ever, a few days before Christmas, I will see both of my granddaughters in…
Solitary Presence
Raising the blackout shades of my bedroom, I face the stark black reflection of window glass framing a…
Vive la différence
Sweeping autumn leaves off the back deck this morning, I noticed how each leaf was a little different.…
Trigger Points
Something caught my attention in the kitchen window as I placed the tea kettle on the red hot…