Zoë has a new place to sleep, against a pillow covered in flannel underneath the heat vent in my room. She snuggles in between the wall and the humidifier, under the table which holds my television, stereo, internet router, and various speakers. She’s out of the way but still near me, and warm against the […]
Category: Just Shelley
Seasons celebration
For the first time in about five years I felt like celebrating Christmas; not much, just a little. I went to Big Lots yesterday and got some inexpensive lights to put around the windows and the steel guard on our deck. We won’t have a tree, of course, but I do like the lights. When […]
Lost autumn
I lost autumn this year. It was just beginning here in St. Louis when I went to Idaho, and just ending when I got there. When I returned to St. Louis, most of the leaves were gone from the trees. It’s rather interesting how disorienting this can be. If you watch Firefly, it reminds me of […]
Eats, Shoots, and leaves does Ms Manners
Lynn Truss, the author of the acclaimed Eats, Shoots, and Leaves is interviewed in the New York Times about her new book, Talk to the Hand: The Utter Bloody Rudeness of the World Today, or Six Good Reasons to Stay Home and Bolt the Door. The interviewer, Deborah Solomon, does a marvelous job capturing the uniqueness that is Truss, but […]
Mundane
am eating an apple. I am eating a red apple. I am eating a red Fuji apple. I am eating a juicy sweet, red and green Fuji apple. I am eating a juicy, barely blushed Fuji apple, which leaves a tart-sweet taste across my tongue. I am eating the apple, and the taste takes me […]
