Oh oh,might I be a wasp killer, A pollinator killer??

Lying on my bed yesterday, I saw this huge wasp flying in my room. How it got in initially stumped me but obviously I had to act immediately! So without missing a beat, I leaped out the bed like I was somehow twenty something years old again. And out the bedroom door, I went, frantically…

The Dead Tree

Funny the things you’ll notice all of a sudden sometimes. Things you’d swear were never there. But they were, had been. Perhaps for a long time even. Like this dead tree I chanced upon today Despite coming here 2-3 times a week walking right by it, maybe just a mere 200 or 300 feet away…

The Wee Hours

It’s been a while since I’ve been up in the wee hours of the morning. And by a while, I mean maybe 3 or 4 weeks. That’s a miracle to me. Insomnia has been a constant companion of mine for many many years. Many years. And it’s only after a good night’s sleep or several…

Using humor while grieving

All through summer, fall and winter, my timeline has had memories of me being at home, going home, returning from home again and again. Almost everyday has had a memory related to home. It has been heart warming to see these memories (even though the memories are tinged with varying hues of melancholy). They remind…

Wishes

It’s late afternoon. I’m lying in bed. I feel a bit tired and should be resting. Instead I’m thinking about the cat outside, the mail at the door, the clothes in the washer, the kitchen floor that could use a sweep, the desk that needs sorting out, the clothes that I pulled out the dryer…

Glass half full or half empty?

I’ve been having a weird oil burning kind of smell in my car for a few days. The smell is very strong in the morning and at the end of day. The smell was a little overpowering, so during my commute last evening, I opened my windows to ease the smell. Unfortunately, I forgot the…

Some days you catch a glimpse of hope

Some days, you wake up, fighting the usual demons of despair and hopelessness; but through sheer effort also conjure a twinge of hope? You push yourself to go for that outdoor walk you’ve been telling yourself you’ll do for weeks, maybe even months. And push yourself to work on a project or two You even…

Sunday Thoughts

I love Sundays When we were kids, Sundays were for attending mass and then coming home to special meals cooked by mom. In boarding school, Sundays were for visits from mom with chapatis, chips, cake!! Every single Sunday! She never missed a single Sunday In University, Sundays were for calling mom. I never missed a…