I am in here.
What I most dislike about travelling is the fact that, if I stay in any one place for a few days, like we have here in Boulder, I put down roots. Then comes the time to leave, and roots must be pulled up. But here in Boulder is home, and there in Cincinnati is home. … Continue reading Homes and Roots.
Here’s how I’ve been celebrating my completion of radiation and chemotherapy lately: I took us to Las Vegas. I mean, Buck and me. Peter, unfortunately, still has to attend college, despite his arguments to the contrary. Out here, the weather is sunny and in the low 70’s. In Ohio, it’s gray and freezing and a … Continue reading I travel again: Las Vegas edition
There’s only one sure way to get over travel-derived frazzled nerves: change your blog’s theme. So, what do you think? Yes, by the way, this does mean that I’m back from New York. I trust I left it in good condition. Or good enough. Both cats glad to see us, but very sad to see … Continue reading Getting over the travel nerves
Specifically, one more panhandler. This one (couldn’t tell if it was a girl or a guy) is actually the one going on the top of my list of Best Panhandlers. Seeing this panhandler cheered me up — no, I don’t know why. Or maybe I do know why. You see, it was a cat. A … Continue reading More panhandlers.
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