Keep Calm and Carry On
On March 5, 2022 by Speranza
This once timely slogan has been relentlessly cheapened and generally relegated to the same tired category as “TGIF!;” but in the early morning light this week as I opened my own personal ‘Pandora’s Box’ (aka my laptop) I have new found respect for these words.
Fishmonger
On February 20, 2022 by Speranza
I have taken scales from off
The cheeks of the moon.
I have made fins from bluejays’ wings,
I have made eyes from damsons in the shadow.
I have taken flushes from the peachlips in the sun.
You Can Leave your Ham On
On February 17, 2022 by Speranza
I overheard a conversation lately in which an exasperated older woman was sharing that she now avoided asking her husband any question, no matter how small, because of the endless, elaborate answers he supplied. “I mean, I just asked what time it was,” she sighed, “And he somehow started in on the history of how clocks are made …”
Top Ten Reasons to Avoid Exercise
On February 9, 2022 by Speranza
1. Every time I have “booked exercise time into my schedule” I am suddenly seduced by other, more vital tasks such as liberating the toaster tray of crumbs and giving its side panels a really good going over with Windex.
2. I persuade myself with incredible ease that buying work out clothes online is exactly the treat I need to really jump start the whole process.
3. Perusing celebrity “secrets” online is particularly deadly – the search results are endless, depressing and ultimately not applicable AT ALL to myself. It’s not helpful to know that Jennifer Anniston et al start the day by downing a liter of fresh, filtered water because that is not what makes them beautiful – it’s called DNA. (Will buy a case of San Pellegrino though, just in case).
WhereWolf
On February 8, 2022 by Speranza
When I was six years old, we lived in an older home that had push-button light switches.
It was like two Licorice All-sorts ( the black and white ones with that snowy core of coconut) had been inserted into the wall.
I assume these fixtures would be left overs from an ancient electrical system but to my young eye they seemed the pinnacle of elegance. (Yes, I harbored faint longings for a somehow yet-to-be-discovered aristocracy even then …)