God of the Starling, God of the Murmuration

Easter is very late and yet it snuck up on me this year.  I seem to have left the Church and surprisingly, I don’t miss it.  I often say to friends that if I’d intended to leave Catholicism for logical reasons, I would have done it decades ago.  No, I left because I became too … Continue reading God of the Starling, God of the Murmuration

The Humor of Everyday Life

Prompts:  Still a vigorous man, three doors where your life is headed, work clothes come off,   modern attachments, the French was on the boards, ride my indoor bike, mosaics with flowers, part of the humor of everyday life  Madelaine sat in a straight-backed chair, arranging the broken pieces of crockery into a pleasing design on … Continue reading The Humor of Everyday Life

Kittens for Christmas

I wrote this a year ago when my cats were just babies.  They’re much more disciplined now—ha! I was sitting on the toilet a half hour ago, getting a clear view of the leather belt I slipped through my denim belt loops this morning, and I noticed it—kitten teeth marks on the end of my … Continue reading Kittens for Christmas

A Tale of Two Kitties

As many of you know, I have two feline companions, Suzanna (aka Zuzu) and Valentine.  They were born in a feral cat colony, littermates and sisters, and now they are happy to be indoor cats.  Obviously, indoor cats need indoor facilities. Used to be I had two criteria for cat litter:  it had to be unscented … Continue reading A Tale of Two Kitties

The Magic Boxers

Written with my Thursday night writing group with a wild bunch of prompts, including:  the dead man’s boxes (which we all changed to boxers), what is different today? No such thing as--, a jar of homegrown pansies, keep it local, later we went dancing, melted her heart Last night Betsy’s brother Tom called and asked … Continue reading The Magic Boxers

Angel Food

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  Angels don’t have to eat but Gabriel likes it, he missed tasting food, it looked impossible, my first reaction, or “It looks impossible,” Gabriel admitted, “but remember,” he added, pausing for effect, “impossible is my bread and butter.” Rafael winced at his colleague.  It always came … Continue reading Angel Food

Breathing Just a Little

“Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?”  Mary Oliver I like to imagine that the breath goes everywhere in my body, not just into my lungs, and—hey, it’s just occurred to me—it does!!  I know this because I used to teach a very pared down simplified science lesson on the … Continue reading Breathing Just a Little

Stillness

A journal entry from a few years back: Hanging in the sunny back yard with Angelcat this AM, I spotted what could be a large bird in the redwood tree across the street.  I went inside to get my binoculars, expecting to be disappointed.  Sometimes it’s a bird; sometimes it’s a hanging branch that’s been … Continue reading Stillness