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Culinary Rambling

I love cooking, and retirement has afforded me the time and energy to do a lot more cooking for myself than I did when I worked full time.

Cooking for one is a discipline, though, especially when that One is loathe to eat the same dish too many times in the same week. I take care to cook …[MORE]

In Memoriam

My father died last week. He had been battling cancer off and on for the last several years. His decline in recent months had been evident, so his passing was no surprise to anyone. Still, it’s one of those things you just can’t fully prepare for.

When my mother called to tell me he had been placed in hospice care, …[MORE]

The Divide

Both being creatures of habit, my dog and I always walk the same path on our morning perambulation. Since we almost never deviate from our route, I can say with certainty that a particular tree branch has been on a certain property line for a few months now.

The two adjacent houses both use a lawn service; both have …[MORE]

Radio Silence

I haven’t disappeared, but I’ve been called away on family business. I may not have the time or focus to write here for a few days.

Don’t give me up. I’ll be back.

A Different Question

Long ago I read an interesting concept. The author claimed that all of us awaken with one question foremost in our minds. For some of us, the question is: What day is this? For others, the question is: Where am I? I have no idea if this is true, and I’ll confess that I often wondered a bit about the Where-am-I? sort of people, but I can testify that I’m …[MORE]

One-Offs

Whenever a movie inspires a television spinoff, we need to beware. Such second-generation productions are often really terrible.

On a few rare occasions, though, a thoroughly average movie has given rise to a really exceptional television series. Here are three of my favorite examples.

Alien Nation – This sci-fi take on the buddy cop theme made for some fine television time. The slower pace …[MORE]

Fallow

FALLOW—usually cultivated land that is allowed to lie idle during the growing season; the tilling of land without sowing it for a season

Recently I addressed the question of what I’m doing in retirement and gave my best answer. While it remains my best answer, though, it’s not the only answer. I’ve embraced a number of responses to that question, …[MORE]

Feeling Haikuish

Eyebrows channel sweat
—Morning pavement radiates
The dog and I pant

Patch of blue iris
—Ignore it. Don’t water it.
Spreads farther each year

Luscious blackberries
—Sliced peaches in heavy cream
Sweet, juicy melons

In the Land of Cotton

A recent news article concerned accusations of racism after some talking head on television used the phrase “your cotton-pickin’ mind”. I didn’t hear the exchange, and I have no idea whether or not there were any intended racist overtones attached to the phrase.

The important word here, I think, is “intended”. Any of us can be guilty of using a …[MORE]

Joyful Chores

My golden retriever Freeway loved garbage day with great fervor. She relished the ritual we developed for the task. To begin with, she got to be off-leash. That was a rare treat for her. She pranced alongside me as I rolled the bin to the street, and on its return trip after collection. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and garbage day became less a chore …[MORE]