The Caregiver’s Tales
Tiny essays on life, nature, grief and other things that catch my fancy in the Texas Hill Country. Here’s how it all got started.
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Auf weidersehen
This is it for the year. The final essay. I’ve got to finish getting ready for Christmas, my sinuses suck, I have cataract surgery on the 28th, and I’m tired.
Still Driving
Woke in Houston yesterday ready to go home. A big storm, however, sat between here and there. So, I waited.
Plans Change
Got up this morning ready to drive home to a Christmas party house concert, only to discover the party was cancelled the day I left home..
Lost and Found
Earlier this month, as I was starting my Christmas card push, I bought several sheets of specialty Christmas stamps. Time passed between the buying and the using. Guess what?
Dressing Up
I have a nice pair of dress shoes. Bostonian by brand. I like wearing them. Unfortunately, the frequency of wear is a lot less than it used to be.
Christmas Time
My Christmas cards went out yesterday. While I was lying in bed last night, however, I realized there were a few people I wanted to add to the card list.
A Good Day
I had a good day yesterday. Addressed Christmas cards in the morning and went to listen to music in the afternoon. The day was cool, the music sweet, and the friends plentiful.
A Cloud Story
I saw a cloud Friday evening. It had the shape of a leaf, standing on end. I could see veins and the midrib.
The Upside
If there’s an upside to winter and long dark nights. It’s cool air and long dark nights.
Mirror, Mirror
An odd thing happened early this year. Beginning around May, almost every time I saw myself in a picture, I saw an emaciated, dead-eyed, wasted, skeletal wreck of an old man…
Pasture Light
I entertained yesterday afternoon. Had two people over. There was wine, cheese, and some wassail. It was fun.
An Occurrence
I bought a new red-cased LED flashlight. It was bright, and I liked it. then I lost it. I was sad.
Looking Ahead
A cruise onto the morning porch reveals a light, soft fog over the pasture, a refreshing chill in the air, and that’s about it.
Is That You
Well, the pendulum of life just swung me through three days in the funky zone.