MeMoRy MoNdAy

Farewell to a Tractor

My father’s tractor
older than my children
mowed a lot of grass
hauled a lot of stuff
in the homemade trailer
including the grandchildren
who learned to drive on it
broke down a lot too
for 20 years slumbered
in the shed
now it’s autumn again
time to create space
to do a new thing
say another bit of
goodbye to my father
and times gone by.

Picking Apples on a Most Amazing Day


I don’t know how to start this post:
with what is sure to be
a woefully inadequate description
of a most amazing day?
The tall firs against the blue, blue sky
the warmth of the almost equinox sun.
Or with the understated fact
that I would rather pick apples
than do just about anything else?
Snagging the crimson-streaked golden orbs
with the apple picker and dropping them into my basket.
Sharing the orchard with the deer family,
who keep their distance but don’t run off.
Lying in the grass, resting from my labor
that can’t possibly be considered work.
I think when I wrote these words in my head,
they were the start of a longer post,
but now I don’t know what more there is to say.


Extreme Caregiving 2: Mobility

New post on Daughter on Duty.

“Mama and Elliot have new means of movement. Mama got a walker while I was on my mountain adventure. She doesn’t need one, really, but she’s been talking about it for a while. Two years ago she tried to get her doctor and then the physical therapist to tell her she needed one for balance, but they said she was doing fine with her cane…” [Read more]


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