April 12, 2020 A stroll through the misty and deserted streets of my new town was just what I needed this Easter morning. It’s no substitute, though, for everything else I should be doing this time of year. My not-to-do list has quickly become a want-to-do list. I’ll admit that there are perks to theContinue reading “Disenchanted April”
Category Archives: 2020
Change of Address
April 8, 2020 The man in his garden was right. Life does go on amid all this darkness. Last week, my life took me to a new apartment about twenty minutes’ drive from my childhood home. I can’t remember why I was in such a hurry to move – all that packing and driving andContinue reading “Change of Address”
New Growth
March 26, 2020 It’s getting crowded out there. I don’t mean the roads: even the main highway through town has taken on an eerie post-apocalyptic quality. Gone are those hordes of what I like to call “sun worshippers”, commuters who head east to Madison in the morning and west at night. The foot traffic byContinue reading “New Growth”
Shelter In Place
March 25, 2020 I’ve heard stories lately of people struggling to return home as travel grinds to a halt. I wish them the best, which is easy to do when I’m firmly settled in one place. The house where I’m staying is so familiar that I can find my way around it in pitch darkness. Continue reading “Shelter In Place”
This Means You
March 24, 2020 In the wake of a “stay-at-home order” from our governor, I suppose I should be making a to-do list for the long weeks ahead. It feels more appropriate to make a not-to-do list. Don’t attend a play, don’t meet my circle of friends for coffee, don’t volunteer on a prescribed burn. HavingContinue reading “This Means You”
A Creek Runs Through It
March 22, 2020 (2 for 2!) I took a walk yesterday afternoon. It was one of the odder experiences I’ve had in a while, going out in the middle of the day and seeing a car in every driveway. Typically my town at 2 PM is reserved for retired folks, stay-at-home moms, and seasonal employeesContinue reading “A Creek Runs Through It”
COVID-19 in the 608
March 21, 2020 I told myself I wouldn’t write a single word about Social Distancing. But any kind of writing feels better than guiltily staring at a blank page. It brings to mind what a sympathetic writing instructor once told me: the most important body part to a writer is the one you sit on. Continue reading “COVID-19 in the 608”
Driftless Grace 