Ephemerals & Memory

Ephemerals Wood anemone. www.instagram.com/kindlinda On May Day, Tim and I searched for ephemerals along the banks of the Rock River. An ephemeral is a plant that grows and dies within a few days.             I’d seen the mottled leaves of trout lilies spearing...

This is the Way the Pandemic Ends

It’s just as T. S. Eliot says in his 1925 poem, The Hollow Men, “This is the way the world ends/Not with a bang but a whimper.” And so it is with the COVID-19 pandemic. The newest variant—BA.2—seems to be more transmissible than previous ones, and even less virulent....

For Ukraine, For All of Us

This post is dedicated to the Ukrainians fighting for their country’s sovereignty, and for all of us who still have the right to vote and self-determination. Overcoming Despair of Despotism “When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love...

River Valentine

The Connecticut River New Hampshire and New York both claimed the Abenaki territory that is now called Vermont, a dispute that led to land disputes between the European settlers living here. Some thought they owned land in New York, others in New Hampshire. This...

New Words for Old Agers

Thanks to all of you who suggested new words for Old Ages. You’re Looking Wonderful!             My favorite so far is “Queen-ager,” from my friend Fran. One reason Queen-ager resonates with me is because I’ve been there, back in the days when I watched with...