Tag Archives: Cats

In My Bubble I Find Bliss #pandemic #natureismychurch

During this surreal time, I anchor myself by indulging in what is real and constant: Nature.

Care for Some Forest Bathing? #MondayBlogs #forestbathing

Forest bathing is as important when you’re working from home as when you’re not. Maybe even more so.

The Remote Life #COVID-19 #remotelife

The remote life is not so bad. Not as long as you have plenty of food, you’re not sick, none of your family are sick, your cats are healthy, and you’re able to work at home and maintain your income (alternatively, you could be retired like my husband in which case the remote life is […]
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Stay At Home and Stay Away #personalspace #socialdistancing

Whenever in a crisis, I always want to pare down, live a simpler life, stop trying to be some kind of social (media) butterfly. It’s how I cope. Remember, I’m an introvert.

Down With COVID-19. Up With Nature and Cats. #MondayBlogs #Nature #Cats

My reprieve from the COVID-19 call center was only for a few days. (You can read about my stomach-churning anticipation here and actual experience here.) By Thursday, my division was being asked to ante up again. At one point, my boss wanted me to literally drop everything and high-tail it back to the call center. […]
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44 Hours in a COVID-19 Call Center #coronavirus #storytelling

Reflections on 44 hours in a call center for coronavirus information. What worked, what didn’t.

Picking Up After Others #makeAmericabeautifulagain #leaveonlyfootprints

I have a favorite pond near where I work. It’s small, roughly a half mile in diameter and shaped like a stretched-out kidney. It often plays host to dozens of pond sliders (turtles), minnow-like fish, and large birds such as blue herons and egrets. The pond sits across the intersection, diagonal to my office building. […]
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Searching and Listening #MondayBlogs #Nature #Florida

I don’t know what I want. I can’t return to the past, even if Ted’s house was still standing, its original architecture intact. This city–Tallahassee–nor the state itself has opened my heart like a tin can.

This, That, and the Other #amwriting #cats

Writers are flocking to Medium now because everyone wants that chance to make thousands of dollars a month. I’d be happy with tens of dollars a month.

With Apologies to Mr. Poe #Halloween2019 #nevermore

Black hair spills to the floor Skin alabaster, lips azure A raven pecks at the windowpane I weep, tear my clothes Doctors shake their heads Oh, my Lenore You promised us evermore I lie beside her Hot breath against cold cheek Take her icy hand from her breast Feel her fingers twitch, then grip mine […]
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