by Fawn on August 10, 2010
We went on an outing the other day, Rich and I, with our 15-month-old cat. Yes, cat. She’s been a traveler all along. Not by choice, necessarily, but to accommodate a lifestyle we’d established before—and existed when—she arrived, a two-week-old orphan we’d foster until she became adoptable. But sometime during her infancy we decided she was one of those kitties that only a foster family could love. So we kept her.
Lyra has made countless road trips, a majority of them lasting anywhere from 2½ to 6 hours—each way. She’s a pro. And even though my current occupation doesn’t require much traveling these days, we like to keep her practiced. Once a month or so we load Lyra up and drive to someplace woodsy where we can all get out and be one [some] with nature.
There’s a man-made lake not far from here and just past it a semi-secret spot along the river that feeds it. Perfect, we thought, for a timid adventurer and a couple reluctant to parade their cat in public. [click to continue…]
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Time: a simple noun we’ve turned into a four-letter word complete with negative connotations. Most of us would like to ignore it and everything it represents but are, instead, thrown on the battlefield burdened by tasks and to-do’s and promises to still fulfill. In addition, the obstacles in our path—things that weren’t suppose to be in the way like car accidents, computer problems, and fostering a litter of kittens—forever increase. Regardless how much or how little we accomplish today, we think tomorrow will prove more productive and so we schedule it that way—flipping an obvious finger to that thing called time. [click to continue…]
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by Fawn on April 24, 2010
An English professor once told me that creating a written piece doesn’t have to transpire through writing alone. I’d read about this concept somewhere before, but hadn’t given it much thought. I’m constantly coming up with reasons why I can’t write during the blocks of time I set aside. Writing isn’t always fun; it can be frustrating and down-right scary. So, if we can claim to write without, well … writing, just imagine how much we can accomplish.
Want to know which non-writing activities count? The professor explained it this way [click to continue…]
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by Fawn on March 27, 2010
Spring elicits images of tulips, Easter bunnies, newborn farm animals, and patio furniture. Each person’s response to spring is highly individualized, of course, and may not bare the mentioned results. ’Tis also the season to clean . . . thoroughly. As much as I fight domestic responsibility, I realize that scouring my dwelling is an important part of starting fresh. And I do love a surface that glistens in the morning sun—absent that fuzzy layer of dust. But why stop there? A thorough spring cleaning should encompass [click to continue…]
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