Tag: nature
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[ my dog tried to kill me ]
Her name is Sparky. She’s part chihuahua, part Jack Russell terrier. You’d think, with that combination, she’d be a yippy, hyperactive pain in the neck. Quite the opposite. This dog is nine pounds of Greta Garbo — aloof, composed, self-possessed, and coolheaded. She does not fluster. I do, I fluster all the time. Let me…
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: joyriding in the idea cab :
C’mon, what is an idea if not a wildly undependable vehicle, one that’s careening along strange, shadowy, unfamiliar avenues? You’ve no control whatsoever, you don’t even know where you are. The only option is to sit in the passenger seat, goggle-eyed and clenched like a fist, wondering where you’re headed. Sometimes you arrive safe and…
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: look away :
Has anyone noticed how everyday life has taken on the vibe of a gruesome nature show? I mean, here it is, just another day in the neighborhood. You’re hard at it, going about your business, doing this and doing that, dashing hither and dashing yon, when you pass a bush and whomp! A huge hairy…
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: a policy change :
When I woke up yesterday, it was 6º below zero. I opened the drapes and looked out on chimneys and floaty plumes of steam, crusty snow, stark, black trees with arms raised skyward in silent supplication — in other words, a bleak tableau. Every morning is the same, nothing changes, winter barrels on unabated. And,…
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: winter-induced claustrophobia :
Our recent plunge into subzero weather has transformed me from a spindly old dame into a stout, full-figured Russian nesting doll. I’m literally encased inside layer after layer after layer of thick, weighty, wooly clothes. I’m not so much dressed as upholstered — in a grossly overstuffed sense. As a consequence, walking is but a…
the whirly girl 