Category Women

The Foreigner

We sat around the dining room table, chewing on the remains of scones and a fruit platter. The Zoom version of our writers group ended and a discussion of its topic lingered a short while after. But of course, as conversations goes, it turned to the inevitable, at least in this group. Husbands. Isn’t it […]

Confidence Game

I don’t know the first thing about chess. Well, okay. I know what pawns do, and pretty much what kings and queens do. Apart from that, a game with me would last about an eighth of a second. Still, this chess set created from sculptural table and chairs had me thinking. Oh, sure, I’d love […]

Driving Away

Photo by Enric Cruz Lu00f3pez on Pexels.com It’d been a fantasy of my son’s to own a vintage Mustang. I had one, and to be quite honest, it was terrible. A real piece of junk. Sure, it looked fabulous. A silver convertible, black leather interior, 289 V8 engine. Its signature roar announced to the world […]

Brace Yourself

A trio of smartly-dressed citizen gathers around a table. In the background is some chic destination, like a Parisian street or a nightclub in Honolulu. The woman wears a close-fitting black sundress, flashing an impossibly perfect set of pearly whites, magnified by her red lipstick. Two admiring men, gazing at the rare jewel this woman […]

ARGH!

Nora Ephram famously once said, “Everything is copy.” Bearing that in mind, I write this blog using experiences and incidences that occur in my daily life. After all, isn’t that what blogs are for? Today is one of those days where my unfiltered self must burst through, if for no other reason I really need […]

The Simple Stuff

So much deprivation over the last year has left me feeling disconnected. The lack of a social life. The inability to go anywhere or do anything. Even eating in a restaurant seemed hazardous. Or hugging someone. After attending a crowded art show opening in May, I kind of gathered the courage to venture out once […]

The Monster In The Basement

Even though it was July 4, I still had laundry to do. Sunday’s the day I usually change the sheets and wash the towels, plus throw in a few other items, if need be. The picnic I planned to attend got shoved to Monday, which was just fine by me. The day was cool and […]

Throwaway Women

I was elated to receive an invitation to attend a gallery opening. Gave me one more event to add to my calendar, which, thank goodness, has been filling up a bit. Several artists gathered together to show their works and since I knew them, I had to go. Besides, it seemed like fun, something that’s […]

To Begin Again…Again

Here I am, on a recent Saturday at a Hudson Valley gallery, posing in the sculpture garden. It was pretty darn hot, and I was positively aglow with dew. Though somewhat disoriented without a mask, me and a fellow friend attended an opening. So strange to witness a smile without imagining it through squinted eyes. […]

The Mother of All Days

Earlier in the week, I received a rather succinct email from my son: “Can you please send me a care package of snacks?” No, “How are you” or “I miss you” or any of that such nonsense. My son reached out to me, if for no other reason he’d know I’d help him. I read […]