I did not go willingly into a past me reflection. It was my failing iPhone 6s Plus that forced it upon me. As I flicked through old photos, they reminded me of all the things I’d done. It wasn’t long before I was wondering where that Maery had gone. I’m simply not the woman I see in those photos anymore, and…
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Not a Thanksgiving Gratitude Post
For anyone who’d prefer to listen to the post, I’ve included an audio recording (9:21). I tried to outrun it. Even attempted to dive under the thing. And yet the wave caught me, a linebacker hitting from the side. She took me down and dragged me across the course sand. A few blue and yellow striped fish swam by as…
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The World Outside My Window
At some point in 2020, I decided to focus on the good and the beautiful. Which is why it’s comforting to watch the world outside my window. The birds and critters there have a natural rhythm that makes me feel that at least this piece of my world is circular and real. The world outside my window runs and hops…
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Won’t You Be My Neighbor?
Welcome to the Neighborhood Fox or coyote? The question appeared in the subject line of an email from my neighborhood watch group, along with a pixilated, blurry photo of a four-legged creature. I frowned, not out of concern over what the animal might be, but because I’d previously witnessed the reactions of neighbors to anything resembling a coyote. I squinted…
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Better Times: Must We Wait for 2021?
I wish I could give you 5 Failsafe Things To Do To Survive 2020. I can’t. My coping method has been to count the months until 2021 and use that number to calculate how strong I need to be. Except that I’m unable to reach that level of strength, and it requires the assumption of two things that aren’t assumable: 1.)…
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A Study in Clouds and People
Driving along the river road, I point my camera towards the sky at every red light. Traffic lights never stay red long enough when you want to take a photo. The people in the surrounding cars are staring straight ahead. They’re busy talking on their phones, yelling at their kids in the backseat, or drumming their fingers on the steering wheel,…
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