India – Times Two – Camaraderie
From Delhi, we drove to Jaipur, and several days later, on to Jodhpur, and finally to Udaipur. Able to glimpse some of India outside of what—to me—were all big cities. And I was struck, again…
India – Times Two
I miss the tumult—the kinetic, exuberant, brash, buoyant life–the pounding, screeching, dare-devil dodge-em-car/cycle/rickshaw traffic of Dehli and Jaipur and Jodhpur and Udaipur. The staccato Hindi and insistent car horns. The faces and more faces and…
ANA #8 – Cat and Mouse
There’s a crawl space under my first-floor condo. It accommodates the slope of the hill on which our four-unit building sits. And somehow—in the way of all small critters who can flatten their bodies to…
Sweet and Bittersweet
A week ago my friend Connie and I set out on an 850-mile Montana road-trip, angling north, then a long way due east, and finally heading back down to Helena. Visiting Great Falls, Havre, Chinook,…
Sacred City – A Place in My Heart
I fell in love there. I fell in love with “there” there—with the city and its offerings and purpose and inhabitants. And my little part in it. I’d been warned away. Told that a stint in…
A Postscript to “Hopes and Dreams”
Turns out that one of the truck/horse rigs that I passed leaving Choteau a week ago belonged to Leslie and her husband. I learned to know Leslie almost 30 years ago when she was a Nevada…
Anas #7 – Hopes and Dreams
I dropped granddaughter Ella off in Choteau on Friday afternoon—in time to join the small town’s 4th of July celebrations. She anticipated the crafts and food in the park, a parade, a street dance, open houses,…
ANAS # 6 – What Next . . . .?
Here’s a little confession: when I am dying for something sweet—something close to a piece of candy—I’ve been known to buy a bag of marshmallows. Far cheaper than chocolates. And reasonable on the calorie front: Four…
Time Travel – The Wages of Memory
I’ve been sorting. Four file drawers. A dozen battered, legal file folders—the old kind that tied shut. A couple odd boxes. With an assortment of labels: Mementoes, Training Materials, Favorite Quotations, Keepsakes, Writings. The detritus, maybe the harvest, of 80…
Clouds
A few weeks ago, I joined the Cloud Appreciation Society. For $46.39—or thirty-five pounds. The Society is headquartered in the UK, with participants from around the globe. I became member number 66,998. And soon received a letter, a…