So, has anyone else noticed that LJ seems to be acting up again? I got a bunch of comments in my emailbox that were over a week old! I hate that because it makes me look like I don't respond ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, way back in TheWindrose’s history, I dated a man who had been in a lot of therapy. Years before meeting me, you see, he had been through a crippling and destructive divorce. Being something of a hippy, he took to therapy like a duck to water ( Read more... )

This is exactly what I want.

( The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran )

It doesn't feel like it should be fall already, to me it is still summer. But if the calendar didn't prove it to me, my daily lunch hour walks would. Even though it is 80 degrees and sunny, you can feel fall in the air. There are far fewer flowers blooming now, and the ones that are wine red and deep golden yellow. The time for pink and purple ( Read more... )

I’ve been reading a rather interesting book, “The Artists Way” and having fun with some of the exercises it has for opening up your creative abilities. Here’s one I thought I would share with you:

( A letter to myself now, written at age 80. )

Every once and awhile life gives us little reminders that we aren’t who we used to be. That favorite pair of pants that just doesn’t fit the way it used to, or a favorite song on the radio that doesn’t have the same effect as it used to. Maybe we aren’t as energetic, we can’t stay up all night the way we used to, or maybe it is the opposite and ( Read more... )

So, in response to my last post, Mr. waringfaction asked me what it is with me and kids anyway. That's sort of a longish answer, so I decided to make it a post of its own ( Read more... )

A week or so ago Michael and I were doing some yard work, he was mowing the lawn while I pulled weeds and trimmed. Then we planted flowers and worked on the landscaping. At one point I was bent over, digging holes to plant the flowers while Michael was in the backyard hooking up a hose. A beat up old pickup truck slowed down in front of my house ( Read more... )

A month or so ago a woman was raped in our neighborhood. She was a student and had come home from class. He just walked right into her apartment, raped her, beat her up, trashed her apartment, took her purse and then took off with her car. This happened in a house that is about three doors down from mine ( Read more... )

So, Michael and I bought a new house ( Read more... )