by Carole Duff | Sep 5, 2022 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
A week ago, I celebrated a landmark birthday plus one, entering my eighth decade, time to question the root of the matter: aging. The root problem I noticed it two decades ago, the pull of gravity on my face, my breasts, and now my derriere. Once I was like a young...
by Carole Duff | Sep 7, 2020 | Faith, Local or Human Interest, Nature, Writing and Reading |
A heavy blanket of fatigue wrapped around me as I read into the evening. We’d spent the afternoon running errands, so my weariness did not surprise. But then came the head and body aches. At 8 o’clock, Keith asked, “Do you want to watch a movie or something...
by Carole Duff | Sep 2, 2019 | Faith, Family, Writing and Reading |
A magician dangled an ice cream cone filled with black raspberry ice cream in front of my face. The cone seemed to move back and forth, up and down, and around at the magician’s command. I searched for evidence of a string or wire connecting the cone to the magician’s...
by Carole Duff | Sep 3, 2018 | Family, Nature |
What’s on today’s menu? Barbecued ham, whipped potatoes, and veggies—a picnic on the dining deck later this afternoon. I remember neighborhood picnics on the 4th of July and Labor Day, the official opening and closing of summer in Connecticut. Very few braved a cold...
by Carole Duff | Sep 1, 2014 | Family, Nature |
Labor Day during my growing up years in Connecticut meant a neighborhood picnic. Dads carried grills to the lawn beside the swimming pool and served up hot dogs and hamburgers. Moms organized a potluck and corralled their children who raced around in excitement. With...
