Cold Comfort
I live a solitary life. It suits me. I know the chemistry and markets for pharmaceuticals. People seek my opinions. I am well paid and do not require the rah-rah and “networking” that comes with...
View ArticleDay Sounds
I have never lived in the country. I grew up in Gilman, Minnesota, a small quiet town about twenty miles northeast of St. Cloud with two-hundred living souls and a lot more departed in the graveyard...
View ArticleThe Car from Hell
I own the car from hell!! That’s at least what my mechanic calls it. When I bought it used – about two years ago, it had only 30,000 miles on it; a good deal. I told the broker what I wanted, he got it...
View ArticleHair
I was in a rush that morning. I knew it was going to be a breakneck day. My appointments were stacked up in the Zoom world hour after hour all morning, with a lunch wedged in at noon with an IT...
View ArticleIcebreakers
The icebreaker is doomed. Global warming has arrived. No more are heroic efforts needed to free thousand foot freighters or stranded National Geographic tourist boats in Antarctica imperiled by...
View ArticleRaphael’s 2016
Doughnuts! When the grandson comes to town, we go to Raphael’s Bakery and Café. On one trip, an attempt at rearranging a mangled doughnut with “sprinkles” met with the “death stare,” a shaming,...
View ArticleSlate Gray
The slate gray morning sky welcomes. The rippling breeze crosses the water and dapples with a shuffling touch. Sunrise below the muted clouds breaks trail to the green horizon across the lake. My...
View ArticleSnowscape
Snowscape, cold skate, twirling ice dancer, slipping over the Perch below, The sun-dogs bark and chase her. She rolls and tumbles on the glossy frigid veneer buffed by northwest gusts. The journey is...
View ArticleStanding Next to You
Standing next to you on the step, I caught your voice from the indigo sky speaking to me when your shadow crossed the ground. Your cloud raced to the horizon skimming the blue disc of morning, wonder...
View ArticleAppolonia
The somberly dressed family stares out of a formal portrait taken in the early part of the last century, Michael and Appolonia surrounded by their eleven children. Their children in turn had eighty-one...
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