historical fiction writer, amateur photographer, retired computer guru and math geek
Nobody told me how everything goes to hell when you get old. Well, okay, the stereotypical old fart gripes about aches and pains and how the world is falling apart and things ain't like they used to be. But... Something happened when I turned seventy. My body went into rebellion mode: every joint aches, every … Continue reading Old and Creaky
My name is Susannah, and I'm a number nerd. My brain works in numbers. It wants to translate everything to a numerical formula, a syncopated rhythm, a symmetrically balanced equation. I dunno, that's just how I think. Anyway, my seventieth birthday was a week ago, and, like I do every year, I reflect in amazement … Continue reading S-E-V-E-N-T-Y!
When my partner, Charlie, and I merged households a few years back, I arrived with a dog to add to the two he already had. Mine was a beagle named Riley, about four years old. He had two pugs—Grace and Emmit—about the same age. Fast forward eleven years: Grace is no longer with us but … Continue reading Three Old Dogs and a Kitty
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