Oh, Mr. Neville…

One of the blessings of my enforced by MS flare-up idleness is that I have been able to plunge myself into a myriad of books, to wallow in lives not my own, to lay on my patented "chaise short" (an antique chaise with the merit of being less than 5 feet long and thus fitting…

Single and okay with it…

It's still not approved of. Especially for women, but I've got to admit I've been guilty of it, too. When I see a profile on a dating site that says the guy is 50 or older and never been married, I have to admit it gives me pause. Because, if we aren't totally horrid, someone…

So, who defines you?

I had someone ask me today what I would tell a younger version of myself, if I had it to do over again. I told her I would tell myself to not let other people define me. We are all socialized from such a young age to be that person others want to see in…

Autumn Leaves

I love this time of year. I love┬áthe winds, the walking in the woods, the sight of leaves spiralling down to the ground like the snowflakes that alas must follow. Took Chutney for a walk through out ravine this morning and the beech leaves were floating around in circles, dancing with delight. We really are…