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Tag Archives: Memories
The Road to Uncle Moustache
It is beyond explanation why I often awake in the dead of the night with odd memories or curious questions about random subjects, some which can send me scrolling through the internet for verification and answers before being able to … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Are you kidding me?, Dogs, Flashback, Food, Perspective, senior musings, Travel, Uncategorized
Tagged 1970's jerusalem, 1970's old city, Damascus Gate, existing, falafel stand, Herod's Gate, life, Memories, my hippie youth, old city, strange days, street food, thoughts in the middle of the night, travel, why am i awake?
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The Lanyard
I have pulled up this poem by Billy Collins – “The Lanyard” – every Mother’s Day, year after year. Although some of the technology has changed over time since it was written (for the current generation, typewriter and dictionary for … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Flashback, Holidays, Perspective, Regrets, senior musings, treasures, Uncategorized
Tagged Billy Collins, Childhood, craft for mom, gift for my mom, I hope you knew, I miss you, Memories, mother love, Mother's Day, poetry, summer camp, summer camp craft, The Lanyard, unconditional love, wish you were here, woven
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Book of Joys
And so we slowly move past the holidays and begin wrapping up another year. There will be a temporary reprieve from the Labels of Guilt – that onslaught of personalized address labels from good environmental causes, children’s hospitals and international … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Flashback, grief, Holidays, Perspective, senior musings, treasures, treasures, Winter
Tagged book of joy, books, darkness and light, diaries, end of the year, grief and joy, happiness, holiday gifts, journaling, Joy, labels of guilt, Memories, old diaries, the guilt factor, The Holidays, the written word, too many labels, venting, writing, writing journals
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Looking for Bessie
“Her name was Bessie”. That’s the only thing my father told me about his paternal grandmother, and that was only after I asked him about my great-grandparents. He mentioned there were a couple of uncles, both of which disappeared “I … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Bucket List, Daeja's Garden, Mushrooms, nature, Perspective, Photography, senior musings, summer, Travel, treasures, Uncategorized, Wow!
Tagged aging, all points led here, ancestry, connections, familia, Family, finding your roots, genealogy, Memories, mushroom capital, orchid room, recording family history, relatives
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Water
Repeatedly throughout the day, I move from the air conditioned space that has provided relief from the heat and step out onto The Urban Porch ™ in order to leave the chill and be enveloped in the warm, bathwater density … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Flashback, nature, Perspective, Seasons, senior musings, summer, The Urban Porch ™, treasures, Uncategorized, Views From he Urban Porch ™, Weather
Tagged August, beauty, end of summer, Family, heat, humidity, July, Memories, nature, observations, Rain, rituals, Summer, urban porch
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Aurora
If anyone in the immediate neighborhood had looked out their window shortly before midnight last night, they might have seen a woman standing in the center of the street in the middle of a lightning storm, wearing only a long … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Are you kidding me?, Daeja's Garden, Divorce, Flashback, Friends, Gardening, nature, Perspective, Seasons, senior musings, summer, The Urban Porch, The Urban Porch ™, Uncategorized, Views From he Urban Porch ™, Weather
Tagged aurora borealis, bee magnet, garden neglect, hosta, lack of inhibition, lightning, Memories, neighborhood, neighborhood colors, Neighbors, northern lights, rose of sharon, strobe lightning, summer bees, summer insects, summer storms
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My Children Don’t Read My Blog
My children don’t read my blog. Once upon a time, perhaps about a decade ago, one of them would occasionally weigh in with a funny comment, but overall it is apparent they have little interest. I’m pretty sure they rarely, … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, kids, Perspective, Regrets, Uncategorized, Winter
Tagged aging, boomers, leaving memories behind, Memories, missed opportunities, parent/child, winter of our lives
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The Robe
At the moment I am trying to wade through some difficult feelings brought on by some recently revisited trauma. It’s been one of those situations where there is a strange, anxious, physical vibration in your very core. While this has … Continue reading
Posted in Coping, grief, Perspective, Regrets, Uncategorized
Tagged death, grief, loss, Memories, olfactory responses, possessions, sibling rivalry, trauma
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Little Sparkles and a Moment in Time
This little pouch, around 3”x2”, hangs off a tuning peg on my long-silent dulcimer. Inside is a piece of wooden dowel for the slide and a couple of guitar picks. Flashback to the late 1970’s – I’m sitting on a … Continue reading
Posted in Perspective, Uncategorized
Tagged a moment in time, artisan, crochet pouch, Memories, someone in the laundromat
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Ashes
Left holding the bag again Or box, as it so happens A container of dust That is not really him * Okay it’s true the person is gone Their spirit and essence Does not reside in this unworthy cube of … Continue reading
Butterfly Sheets
On the day I was changing the bed linens, I came across a set of butterfly pattern sheets that had migrated to the back of the shelf in the closet. The pillow cases were long gone and the elastic on … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Coping, Friends, grief, Perspective, Regrets, Uncategorized
Tagged babies, be here now, birth, death, Friends, grief, holding on, letting go, life, Memories, mom
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Amp-Bump
Out of the blue, my usually uncommunicative brother sent my sisters and I this text: “Do you guys remember amp bump???” Amp bump? I could almost feel my brain physically shifting into a time warp. Amp bump. Oh my God, … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Perspective, Uncategorized
Tagged 1960's childhood, Childhood, doll house, imaginative play, Memories, sibling memories
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Of Summer
Standing outside watering a thirsty garden watching prisms arc through the spray under a late afternoon sun I am reduced to a child reliving the joy of running under the rainbow in the sprinkler on a hot summer day Sweet … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, summer, Uncategorized
Tagged Childhood, growing old, looking back, magic, Memories, nature, Summer, summer time
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Tale of the Traveling Chairs
The Great Divorce in our family took place in California back in the 1970’s. Along with moving herself and children to the bottom half of a stucco two-family house with a Spanish tile roof, my mother launched into her new … Continue reading
Posted in Divorce, Friends, Perspective, Regrets, Travel, Uncategorized
Tagged bentwood chairs, cane chairs, clearing out, divorce, family history, Memories, old furniture, possessions, purging, relocation
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What It Boils Down To
It’s that time of year in these colder regions where the maple sap is running. This past weekend a number of local people have been busy boiling down their sap. On a Saturday complimented by a stellar-blue jay sky, friends … Continue reading
Posted in Friends, Uncategorized, Winter
Tagged February, maple sugaring, maple syrup, Memories, sap boiling, simple pleasures
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My Little Black Book is Blue
Not that long ago it seems, before cell phone contact lists and computer address databases, there was The Address Book. Even though that information is stored on both my phone and in a computer file, stashed in a top drawer … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, Friends, Perspective, Uncategorized
Tagged address book, Change, impermanence, Memories, time
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Pink Snow
The inside of this small oval basket of woven rush is filled with very old potpourri, atop which rests a small bottle of peach-scented oil. The basket, which once belonged to my mother, is stashed behind some framed photographs on … Continue reading
Posted in Regrets, Uncategorized
Tagged holding on to memories, Memories, mom, peach scent, potpourri
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Green
As a child, my father and I would occasionally enjoy a delicious glass of carrot juice together. Many years later, he introduced me to the idea of doing some serious juicing myself when he gifted me his old Omega juice … Continue reading
Posted in Diet, Photography, Shopping, Uncategorized
Tagged cabbages, Color, Dad, Father's Day, green, greens, juicing, Memories, missing you, my father, Produce, Spring, Summer, visual memories
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Stitches
Found in the bottom drawer – my mother’s pillow cases. She loved those cotton slip cases that came lightly pre-stenciled with designs, which she would embroider over in bright colors. Unlike her own mother, my Nona, embroidery was not mom’s … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged cleaning out, embroidery, love, Memories, mom, Mothers, stitches
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The Season of White Jordan Almonds
There is something about the blossoms of spring and those white Jordan Almonds. They are connected for me. Weddings and blue sky and white, white sweetness. That little bundle in the mesh bag, a small handful like tiny birds eggs; … Continue reading
Posted in Spring, Uncategorized
Tagged cravings, Jordan Almonds, Memories, Spring Blossoms, weddings, white Jordan Almonds
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A Golden Squirrel
My sister Charlotte always had squirrel-like attributes. As a child, she tended to hoard her things. As an adult, even in the leanest of times, she managed to save, to “squirrel away a little something” for the future. Looking at … Continue reading
Posted in Holidays, Uncategorized
Tagged Christmas, christmas ornaments, Christmas tree, Family, Memories, Memorium, Sisters, Suster
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Flags For My Father
The scarves are kept in an apothecary type chest of small drawers. There are probably over thirty of them, an accumulation over about as many years. They are from all over the world and many of them have been passed on, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged cleaning up, clearing out, collecting, drawers, Family, father, flags, Memories, Pack Rat Project; pack rat, reflection, scarves, time passing
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A Sewing Table Tale
On Day Four of The Pack Rat Project I decided the next thing to tackle was cleaning out the drawer in my sewing table and picking up the junk which has accumulated on the floor. This seemed like it would be a simple, non-threatening task, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged clutter, grandmother, Memories, pack rat, sewing drawer, sewing table
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Sixty-one Things
Much in the same way I compiled a list of those things my mother had taught us, as Father’s Day comes around, the thoughts and reflections of Dad are strong. Those quirks and qualities, the small observances, have now become … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Advice, Dad, Family, Father's Day, Memories, Rememberance
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Thoughts on a Chicken
Traffic was moderate and moving steadily yesterday on the two lane road that is the middle leg of my commute home from work, when I spied a chicken on the edge of the northbound lane, waiting to cross the road. I looked again to make … Continue reading
Spinner
This Earth Day marks the 12th anniversary of my mother’s death. A day filled with golden daffodils, warm soil, the haze of soft greening and points of pastel color just emerging – much like an Impressionist painting – essentially the same as it was on the day she left us years … Continue reading
Posted in Perspective, Regrets, Uncategorized
Tagged Angels, Earth day, Gifts, loss, Memories, mom, mother
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These Lovely Boots
Every time I would visit my mother, she would dig the boots out of the back of her hall closet and urge me to take them. As the story went, Aunt Rose, who had expensive taste in clothing and often … Continue reading
Posted in Perspective, Uncategorized
Tagged Gifts, love, Memories, mom, mother, regrets, winter boots
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Ornaments of the Heart
December 31, 2010 It’s the first holiday in decades where we did not celebrate at home and the first year I have had to alternate the holiday, since my daughter has gotten married and has informed me that the rules … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized, Winter
Tagged Christmas, christmas ornaments, emotions, holiday reflections, Holidays, Memories, reflections, rituals, routines
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