Ocean

When I told my girl many weeks ago that I would be in Portland soon, she piped up right away  -- oh, you should have dinner where we ate -- ...

Breakfast. Rain outside, not heavy, but coming down from dark clouds. Skip the sunroom -- we'll eat in the kitchen. Then, a few h...

If I move my legs just so, then I will avoid bumping Isis. Wait: Isis has room! Ed isn't here! Isis, move over! But where's Ed? Dow...

As my two kids grew up and became independent, it dawned on me that I could now redirect all saved dollars and cents onto the support of my ...

Warm, blustery, Rosie weather...   ... then a rain burst -- oh dear, not so much Rosie weather! -- then a mixed up day of work, lots o...

After a night of hiding deep under the quilt (reminder: our gas was not flowing adequately and so we were without heat), we spent the mornin...

You folded my laundry? I hear both the gratitude and the accusation in those words. Yes… Ed takes pride in looking after his own stuff. E...

Wet, soupy wet. We knew it was coming and we need the rain, but most anyone would prefer that it would come on, say, Monday. Or Tuesday, Wed...