I was reading a piece over at the BBC News site and in its text there was an old English word that grabbed my attention: uhtceare. Uhtceare (pronounced oot-key-are-a) describes the act of lying awake in the…
Blood Moon
On Sunday night, like many in the world, Mister and I climbed up on the roof, trying to see the Blood Moon. Okay, so maybe others weren’t up on their roofs, but that was our…
You Have Got to Be Kidding
This week promises more 90+ degree temperatures in Los Angeles, right through the end of the week. That would be the start of October, for those keeping track. Yesterday I read a report about “Indian Summer” wrapping…
Watertown III
Last night was the Secret Art Show I was asked to join. This little painting – “Watertown III” – was one of my donations. It’s a mere 4 X 6 inches and it’s sweet. I am happy…
Scratch That
I thought last weekend, being the true final weekend of summer, was the end of pool time. Well scratch that. See – when I think I understand the weather, it goes and flips things around and stymies…
Thursday Memories
This is one of those old photos that leads me to wonder, “Who was that smiling girl?” I guess I sort of recognize her. Maybe. But for the most part, she was another person. In another life. …
Mandatory Fun
Once upon a time, there lived a dude named Mister. And that dude got it in his head that seeing Weird Al Yankovic in concert would be a treat. Well – Mister was the kind of guy…
Summer’s Last Weekend
Wednesday will mark the first day of autumn, which means yesterday was the last Sunday of summer. As yesterday hit 103 degrees in my neck of L.A. (I kid you not), it was prime pool weather. Mister…