by Deborah Lee Luskin | Jun 3, 2015 | Living in Place
I was born during the heyday of agricultural use of DDT, and didn’t see my first bald eagle until 1994, twenty-two years after DDT was banned.It was a Sunday in early March, when old snow and bare trees permeated the afternoon with the gray doom of an endless winter,...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | May 27, 2015 | Living in Place
Climbing to altitude is like walking back in time.I dwell in a valley 1,000 feet above sea level, where spring is greening into summer.Even before the snow left the ground, we pruned the fruit trees and berry bushes. Wearing hats and fleece, we replanted the fence and...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | May 20, 2015 | Living in Place
The “Middle” in middle ages refers to both the growth of one’s middle and being between the generation that spawned you and the one you raised yourself. Attempts to control the growth of one’s waistline is a Sisyphean task that requires eating less, exercising more,...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | May 13, 2015 | Living in Place
My thirty-year old clothes dryer bit the dust last week, leaving me no choice but to hang the laundry out to dry.We bought this appliance when we bought our first house and in anticipation of using cloth diapers.Ew, you say? Consider the alternatives: We lived twenty...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | May 12, 2015 | Living in Place
There was a time when I took editorial rejection personally, allowing Dear Writer letters send me into a tailspin of despair. Having my work passed – even with praise – was so painful, that for a while I stopped submitting entirely – and delayed becoming published as...
