I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.

It’s outpatient surgery and she’s running late trying to catch a spider in the kitchen sink. Wants to carry it outside

I wish he had never come out from behind the stove, that spider I stepped on at 4 a.m. He was a big one bothering no one.

Evil without we worry about but not so much evil within, parent to evil without. Evil within, once called sin,

The beauty of gray I never noticed until the other day I saw this mockingbird, a quiet beauty in gray,

In a yard abandoned this winter when the owner moved grass is growing this spring

Took the wife to a pancake house the other day. National franchise good food

All that hair trapped in a braid silver to the waist Opal this morning nude in the mirror

We hung suet out on the deck today hoping the wrens would come and stay the winter,

My wife’s amazed when I station myself at the computer writing this or that despite a hound dog

An article in the paper reports something one doesn’t see happen in America very often. Eighty billionaires, millionaires and others close to that level

In that backyard three small trash cans had their place next to each other against the house.

She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner