Sitting on the porch, drinking coffee, watching the day go by, the dull sounds of an electric guitar playing the intro to 7 Nation Army. Thinking to myself, “How cool, someone got a bass guitar for Christmas.” Then random notes played on higher strings, “Oh cool, someone got an electric…
Coffee by my bed this morning, presented by the Elf On The Shelf. Morning walk with Sofia around the neighborhood, smiling, waving shouts of “Merry Christmas” to strangers we meet. Back home, reaching out to those we love, miss, cherish. Chocolate bars surprise for our neighbors. Masks on, tossing chocolate, scurrying…
Sitting in silence, this early Christmas morning with Basura Cat sleeping upon my lap. I find myself wondering if all pet owners sit in uncomfortable positions for extended periods of time so they don't wake them up. It's an odd Christmas this year, no tree, no turkey, no gatherings due…
It’s a quiet Christmas Eve morning, Sofia doing her thing, me, mine, Basura Cat sleeping in the windowsill. A text from my adopted family, “Are you busy?” First thought was about seeing anyone during the Pandemic, during the season of gathering. First a stop by my adopted nieces, the girls…
I suspect that I am not alone, getting lost in memories at this time of the year. Here are some of my fondest of Christmases gone past. My mom loved Christmas, we’d clean and cook and spend the day with family and friends, stomping snow off their boots and settling…
We didn’t sleep much last night, Basura Cat and me, She demanded that the Conjunction, we did see. It was around 2am, when we took to the streets, Basura in my arms, me with warm slippers upon my feet. We wandered up and down the streets, in our neighborhood, We…
As I read about who is getting the opportunity to take the Vaccine, I see politicians who scoffed at the Pandemic, first in line ~ much like the story of The Little Red Hen. The Little Red COVID Hen: "Who will help me wear a mask?" “Not I,” said the…
If we could get in a canoe and travel one hour to the other side to see those no longer seen, it would be the greatest gift of this holiday season. In The Blink Of An Eye ~ Katrina Curtiss 12/19/2020 They say that life can change in the “blink…
There was a time back long ago, When off with my equipment, I’d go. I’d set up on stage and sing my songs, Having a grand time all night long. But back in March, when the virus hit, My world of music turned into shit. No more music across the…
Basura Cat upon my lap, together we watched the sunrise and how Jack Frost sits upon random rooftops. Frost is more of a hair coloring that a visitor here in San Antonio, where socks and sandals are commonplace during the winter months. Nothing like my Ohio childhood, where we would…