Friday, March 15, 2024



          After a delightful breakfast out (an omelet and a fabulous scone with a hefty helping of Devonshire cream!), I visited the WC before leaving.

          There, I found a sight that I never, ever would have seen in those bad old post-2020 times:

          A table holding a generous supply of toilet paper, unguarded and set out for patrons’ convenience. Mid-Covid times, I’d probably have contemplated this vision and debated whether emptying my purse of non-essentials like my wallet and car keys would make enough room for me to abscond with a roll.  

Monday, March 11, 2024

My Shelf Runneth Over

 Last year I guess I was out of library books but too close to our date of return to Massachusetts to check any new books out. I must have mentioned my plight because a friend loaned me a paperback mystery, which saved me from the horror of having nothing to read. In the meantime, I had downloaded one to my iPad, so I was doubly rich.

Thursday, February 29, 2024

Power and Plants

 I was on the phone with our daughter in New Jersey who, after an onslaught of wind and plunging temps, is without power and therefore heat. Kindness made me avoid revealing that I was sitting on our porch in my jammies.

Wednesday, February 28, 2024

Retail Robbery

       My Guy was off sitting behind an easel at an art workshop, so I took myself out for some retail therapy. There was little on the agenda other than a poke around in the stores at a neighboring town but I ended up at the same discount store I shop in by our condo.

Monday, February 26, 2024

Looking over my shoulder

 I faced the unfaceable and stuffed my Temple of Carbs into a bathing suit for the first time this year. I was off to the small pool in our complex to read and maybe catch some conversation.

          Unlike everyone else, I dodged the sun and planted myself safely under the shade of an umbrella and opened my book, but after a while, the chatter in the pool drew me in.

          While we stood in the water, swishing with our hands, one woman there mentioned that when she returned North, she’d be going back to her job in an assisted living facility. I knew one of my friends there at the pool had sold their house in Georgia and moved with her husband to such a place. Both facilities were the ‘staged’ sort, where you might begin in the independent living portion but when the need arose, you would then move on to the next level of care.

          My friend spoke about the changes she’d likely see there when they returned to Georgia from Florida – people needing more help in the common dining room than before, others who they might not see again at all.

          One thing I like about being here is that most of the people I see are in my age range and out and about, which means that paradoxically, with few opportunities for comparison, I tend to forget how old I am.   

          I don’t think I’d like living in a place where the ongoing frailties of others would serve as a graphic reminder to me of what’s ahead.

Sunday, February 25, 2024

Changing the Bed


         When I was teaching, Sundays meant fitting in those last weekend events while still trying to finish up those papers I needed to grade to hand back on Monday.

Saturday, February 24, 2024

Once more into the breach



         They’re at it again. A month ago, after our credit card was compromised, we spent hours and days running the unforgiving obstacle course of contacting all the entities that are paid by it.

Thursday, February 22, 2024

Hunting and Gathering

With My Guy off at an art workshop, I decided to go to downtown Venice, aka “the island” for a little shopping.

 Ever since 1960, when the West Coast Inland Waterway was created, the original city center has been an island, accessible only by crossing one of three bridges.

Sunday, February 18, 2024

How to Entertain 101


          My Guy and I had a great evening of dinner and Mahjong at some friends’ house the other night, but I have to say that another set friends have truly found the true key to effortless entertaining.

Thursday, February 15, 2024

Heights, Lights, and Turtles

 The entertainment value of my walk around the complex – usually limited to an audio book on my phone – went up the other day as I spotted first, giant finials on the ground, and second, the men who were installing them.

Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Destruction and Construction

 Yesterday after some laundry, a walk, and computer time, we decided to go out for lunch. It’s still in the 60s, so we didn’t feel any great need to find a scenic spot by the bay. Instead, we went to a once-blank area (think scrub pines and cattle) that’s being transformed into a town.  Once completed, Wellen Park will have 22,000 homes.

Sunday, January 28, 2024

Chats and Rats


Maybe it was a childhood of growing up in a suburban single-family home, but I remember as a child being fascinated by those Indian pueblos, all those homes stuck one on top of another. It looked like fun, maybe climbing a ladder up to your neighbor.

Friday, January 26, 2024

Sleeping Easy

So “Succession” scored 27 nominations, with 6 winners. Big deal. I got rid of a couch.

Thursday, January 25, 2024

Time Travel

 A letter to the editor in Tuesday’s paper reminded me of something else I read the other day. The writer, who came to spend the winter here in Florida, said he hadn’t realized that not only was he traveling south, but he was also moving backward in time.

            Did you know that –

            Florida observes Robert E. Lee’s birthday on Jan 19, Confederate Memorial Day on April 26, and Jefferson Davis’ birthday on June 8. At least they’re not paid holidays for state employees, although they are in Alabama and Mississippi. Even better, in 1983 several states combined Martin Luther King, Jr’s birthday with Robert E. Lee celebrations to create “King-Lee Day.”

            And DiSantis’ campaign may be over, but the book banning continues and in the latest development, sociology has been canceled in the public colleges.

            At Pickleball the other day, one person said she’d have to leave early because she was going to an abortion rally. I said, “Good for you,” and then realized she’d probably be holding a different placard than the one I was picturing.

Friday, January 19, 2024

Monday, January 15, 2024

Dead Zones and Dead Phones


Here in our place in Florida, we live in a bunker. Our walls are cinderblock, surrounded by our neighbors in the building whose walls are also – you guessed it – more cinderblock.

Sunday, January 14, 2024

Wednesday, January 10, 2024

Finally, I'm back


It’s been a busy few weeks; like many people, full of shopping, cooking, and family.