Being on the Dangers of Badly Designed Bathrooms

It seemed unlikely we would come to terms, this shower stall and I
It seemed unlikely we would come to terms, this shower stall and I
I looked up as the shower needled my, I suppose “lower chest” would be correct though not necessarily medically or anatomically accurate (I apologize in advance to those who know what things are called for being fairly loose in my terminology – but just this once). As I say, I looked up and noticed that the mini-blind wand (see previous apology) was inside the shower as was I.

At first it seemed as though the blinds had been installed a bit too wide at the top and cut to width around the shower. Further reflection during my aqueous impalement suggested another answer for the strange inverted L shape. It appeared that the almost human-sized glass box I was in had been installed after the window and blinds already existed.

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Contrast and Brightness

One month ago at this moment our yard was silent and white. A foot of snow covered everything, including the lake. The pines had a light frosting of white and the darker bark of the elms and walnuts stood out from it all.

Nothing moved. No sound but a tractor in the distance.

contrasting seasons

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Writers and Travel: Connected at the Hip?

Connie and Mikkel
Connie and Mikkel

Reconnected with a gent we knew in Sacramento, who said sure, we can get together for coffee . . . if they happen to be visiting from their new home in Panama.

Mikkel and his wife Connie moved to Pedasi, Panama last year. They wanted to live near the beach, and guess what? It’s less expensive to do that in Panama than in California.

They’ve been writing about their adventure since before they left. Isn’t it interesting that those who uproot and go to amazing places no longer just have a life? It’s always an adventure.

Maybe that’s why writers and travel are so intertwined in my mind.