Everyday Epiphany, Gardening, humor

Ditching A Habit and Upgrading Routine to Ritual

“Do you really need all those shoes by the door?” Mike asked as he sidestepped the pile. My bad habit Considering the number of sandals, slip-ons and sneakers heaped by BOTH doors and having the customary two feet, I assumed the question rhetorical. Shucking the inside Hoka sneakers, outside Brooks sneakers, flowery Birkenstocks, New Balance… Continue reading Ditching A Habit and Upgrading Routine to Ritual

Almost Apolitical, Everyday Epiphany, Health, humor, Outdoors

Breathing A Word (Actually Breathing Lots of Words)

Turtles breathe out of their butts. After solving Wordle, gauging how unexciting my life was compared to EVERYONE on Facebook, and how many digits the latest Covid variant name included (I think we’re at a bazillion.) the nurse popped in and said that the doctor would be here soon. I know,I know. Adieu is the… Continue reading Breathing A Word (Actually Breathing Lots of Words)

Backyard Birds, Everyday Epiphany, humor, Outdoors

Rockin’ Robins

That’s what I named the pair of Turdus migratorius building a nest on the outdoor speaker under my eaves. Mrs. Rockin’ plucked, yanked, and tugged at the dried winter garden debris that I should’ve plucked, yanked, and tugged out of the flowerbed a month ago. With mud for mortar, she recycled the potential compost into… Continue reading Rockin’ Robins

Backyard Birds, Everyday Epiphany, humor, Outdoors

Up in the Air About Filling Birdfeeders in Illinois

Until recently I squirted hand sanitizer with abandon, washed groceries with diluted bleach, and created a bubble of friends who adhered to the same strict “Covid Avoidance Behaviors” as I did. Now I wash my hands thoroughly (with sanitizer as backup), produce is washed (but the frozen pizza boxes are immediately popped in the freezer),… Continue reading Up in the Air About Filling Birdfeeders in Illinois

Backyard Birds, Everyday Epiphany, humor, Outdoors

A Bird Not In The Hand

The other day I watched several YouTube videos (I can waste time with the best of them.) about feeding wild birds by hand. Wild fluff balls zipped in and paused on open hands of ordinary people – not a Disney princess in the bunch. In the first video a young woman cross-country skied a mile… Continue reading A Bird Not In The Hand