Entries by Sallie

Them.

It’s nighttime. I have adjusted my blanket, just the way I like it. Gently pulled up to my chin, ever so soft and warm.  Sleep comes easily. Later in the night, I wake. Cold. My blanket is at the bottom of the bed. It’s become a nest. For them. They have entered stealthfully. Together. Thick […]

Going, going, gone?

We’ve seen it coming. It’s been like watching a train wreck getting ready to happen. Whistles blowing, cars stuck on the track and nothing we could do about it. It’s the extinction, demise, disappearance….whatever you’d like to call it ….of the dining room table. I’m not smart enough to analyze the elements that are wrapped […]

EGGSTRA! EGGSTRA!

The chickens are here! They arrived last Frieday via Fed Eggs. Their delivery was delaid by the frigid temperatures of late. I must confess I’m a little worried. The coop our neighbor built is quite salad but it’s out in the open and it wouldn’t be difficult to poach on the land and help yourself […]

Thoughts on listening

         Years ago, my husband had the great honor of working closely with Dr. George Gallup of the Gallup poll. They were involved in a world-wide survey together and in the process became friends. I was a beneficiary of that friendship as the Gallups graciously invited us, and our children, to join them in the […]

I can cruise, too….a postscript

Who knew there could be so many questions but there were. I’ll try to answer them as best I can….this was a long, long time ago, remember. The good news is that Sue, travelling companion, college roommate and friend, has, I believe, an “eiditic” memory…she forgets very little. She is my resource for these attempts […]

I can cruise, too.

It’s that time of year. I listen dreamily to the beautiful cruises our friends are taking. Fabulous ports of call, elegant staterooms, exquisite food, warm climates. Now go back a few years in time and envision a giant grey freighter, named The Keystone State. On board were a large steel and metal working crew, three […]

Who’s cold?

I am. Almost all of the time. There’s either too little heat or too much air conditioning. Our cars are stashed with extra jackets, sweaters, scarves, socks, hats…you name it. I have to be armed and ready. Ask my family. When we sit down at a restaurant table, they know to check the silverware. Not […]

Where’s our mail?

We are having trouble, right here on the river, getting our mail. It’s a long story and not worth going into but when you don’t get your mail, especially bills, you don’t pay them because you don’t know when they’re due or how much you owe and then things like phones, electricity, and water get […]

A Ghost Story. Act Two.

My mother’s presence in the form of the sweet odors continued, following us through each of the four moves we made after her death. (There were no more brownies, alas.) I began to look forward to them as a means of communication and healing with her. They came to us less frequently and some of […]

A Ghost Story. Act One.

The curtain opens on a sun room with comfortable sofas and chairs and a delicate little rose wood chair, the seat of which my mother had needlepointed. No one ever sat in the chair. It was old and fragile, purely a decorative item. She had made a pair of them. After her death, the family […]

The Foot

Most likely, if you’ve had any contact with me over the last five years, you know about The Foot. It has a neurological disorder which is more of an annoyance than anything but sometimes it has enough pain to go past annoyance. All attempts in the south of finding an answer have failed so I […]

Camellias

The camellia is a lovely flower, perhaps one of the most beautiful and appealing, coming in a number of varieties to satisfy the most distinguished of…..  Ahem….Excuse us…  Yes, who are you?  We are the poets and the writers who have, through the years , written…most likely more eloquently than you….. about flowers and gardening […]

Everything Old Is………

New again. Really! At Christmas dinner, I asked my teenage granddaughter what her favorite Christmas gift was and she said it was a record player. I assumed that she was taking into account my age, my ignorance about electronics and was, thoughtfully, sparing me the details of some fancy music-making thingie. Record player indeed. I […]

Screened doors/ Back doors

The very words imply family, good friends, easy and trusted relationships, entry into the heart of the house. Why do we always lock the front door and leave the back door wide open? Do we really think that a serious burglar isn’t going to check out the back? That our neighbors will always be there […]

Christmas and Love

Christmas is love so, appropriately, here’s a little love story. They met in Georgia 60 years ago….well, they really didn’t meet…no one introduced them. They just happened to be at the same place at the same time. She thought she was this little sophisticated 15 year old, on the prowl for the preppy boys. Lounging […]