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Animals are smarter than we give them credit for
My good friend Jane McCutchen, who also happens to be a wonderful photographer, emailed me about an incident that happened with her cat. Since many of us have animals that amuse us, I’m sharing her story.
If someone had told me I’d move to Tucson and be surrounded by wild animals, I’d have figured they were nuts.
H. Jackson Brown Jr. is famous for his quotes. One of them, “When there is a hill to climb, don’t think waiting will make it smaller,” caused me to put on my thinking cap.
On a recent morning when it was mind-blowingly windy, I was the lone soul out walking my dogs. Usually there are several folks around, so I have a chance to chat with neighbors while walking Charlie or Toots. The dogs have an opportunity to sniff each other, make eye contact and cavort with …
The night my mother left for the hospital, I was playing mahjong with three friends. Interrupting our game, my mom whispered to me, “Your father and I are going to the hospital. Don’t worry.”
His kind blue eyes looked into mine. In a gentle voice, my doctor said, “May want to lose a few pounds, but take small steps.” A couple of days later he emailed me the Mediterranean diet. For three days I ate salads, roast chicken, grilled salmon and tons of olive oil.
A good friend of mine recently used the word “faboo” in an email.
Since I’ve lived in Tucson, keeping flowers alive has been one of my biggest challenges. Four sets of bougainvillea have perished, in addition to roses, petunias, pansies and even an aloe plant that practically passed away because I overwatered it.
In Camelot they loved the merry month of May. But here in Tucson we frolic in the month of February. Snow, wind and ice are strangers here — at least so far this year. Instead, we have the sun in the morning and the moon and stars at night.
Deciding to throw myself a birthday party at the Chantilly Tea Room turned out to be an excellent idea. People have been so kind to me since I moved here three years ago that I wanted to show them how much I appreciate each friend’s special meaning to me.
Recently I came across a quote by Aldous Huxley: “Experience is not what happens to you, it’s what you do with what happens to you.” This struck me as being true.
As my birthday approaches, I note another year has gone by. Not only do I miss the energy of my youth, I long for high heels, dancing the night away and the pleasures of being young and beautiful.
Once upon a time there were three little girls growing up on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. All through school, Sandra, Carol and I hung out together, laughing, exploring the city and getting into mischief.
A few nights ago I dreamed the same scenario over and over again. I’d wake up, go back to sleep and dream I won a major bridge tournament. This occurred about six or seven times. Facing the day in the early morning, I was ecstatic to think I’d won.
The other day I had lunch with Jane Peterson of Oro Valley Library fame. Sharing book titles stimulates us, as reading has been and remains a major part of our lives.
Christmas has turned from a “what’s in it for me” experience to a giving experience. For the past several years, my gratification has come from finding meaningful gifts for friends, no longer contemplating what treasures will be bestowed upon me.
January marks three years that I’ve lived in Oro Valley. Getting used to the Tucson area was difficult. Ten years ago, I left Los Angeles for Albuquerque mainly because I had a terrible car accident that caused a great fear of driving, particularly on freeways.
Actually, years mean nothing. It’s what’s inside them.
A remarkable, sensitive writer, Simon Von Booy, has been added to my favorite authors’ list. A line in one of his short stories moved me to tears:
About a year and a half ago I went on a book-signing tour. Knowing I’d be in airports, I bought myself a smartphone, which I quickly nicknamed “not-so,” short for not-so-smart-phone. One of the reasons I bought the phone was a device called the Square, which you are supposed to be able to at…
The event that Americans commonly call “the first Thanksgiving” was celebrated by the Pilgrims after their first harvest in the New World in 1621. This feast lasted three days, and was attended by about 53 Pilgrims and 90 American Indians, though sources vary on these numbers.
Once in a while everything comes together perfectly. Not only is a dream realized but the facts exceed the expectation in ways one could never anticipate. That’s what happened to me the afternoon of Nov. 10 at the Oro Valley Library.
There’s a part in “Auntie Mame” — a book that was turned into a Broadway musical and a film — where the main character says, “Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death.”
Two years ago I began facilitating a writers’ workshop at the Oro Valley Library. The first meeting brought two students.
This is the time of year I think about Albuquerque. More than 20 years have passed since the first time I attended the Albuquerque Hot Air Balloon Fiesta.
Did you ever have a week — or two — when things just went wrong? Not seriously wrong but you knew you were off-track.
A friend told me he hoped to go on a safari before he died.
The trouble started with Toots. Ready for bed, I let the dogs out for their last opportunity of the day. After 10 minutes, Charlie bounded back, but Toots was nowhere to be seen. After I called for her, she left her hiding place behind some cactus to come into the house, but she was chewing …
A couple of weeks ago I asked my tech guru, Corey, to come to my home because I thought my computer had a virus. I also wanted to move a few of my much-played games to where I could access them more easily.
Sidney Howard is credited with saying “One-half of knowing what you want is knowing what you must give up before you get it.” For years I’ve told people “You usually have to give up something to get something.”
My brother and I are a year apart. Mom bathed us together until we were about 5 or 6, making it obvious that girls and boys had different anatomy.
Sometimes it takes extra effort to make a wonderful memory.
Years ago when things went wrong it was easy to blame someone. My boss didn't appreciate me; my mom couldn't possibly understand me; my friends acted mean because they were jealous. On and on and on.
Watching the abundant rain one hot, sultry afternoon, I ran outdoors, stood still and let the water pour down on me. What joy! Dripping wet, I returned to the house where the air conditioning was on. I quickly toweled my hair and face, changed clothes and felt deliciously comfortable.
Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people."
Observing how the mind works is fascinating. After my experience this spring with a mother quail abandoning her babies, I kept thinking of those adorable baby chicks and how brave they were, even though they must have been really scared. Then I realized this could be a wonderful tale for children.
Being an American means a lot to me. When I sing "The Star-Spangled Banner," my voice cracks with emotion. Each year I watch the Memorial Day commemoration on PBS and get teary-eyed.
About this time of year people start complaining about the heat. I am no exception. While at the dentist's office I complained and the technician said, "Would you rather be in a blizzard?"
Samuel Taylor Coleridge was an English poet, literary critic and philosopher who, with his friend William Wordsworth, was the founder of the Romantic Movement in England and a member of the Lake Poets. Here is one of his quotes:
We've all heard the adages: "Never give up." "Keep trying until you succeed." "Practice makes perfect."
Last spring a quail laid 18 eggs in a plant on my enclosed patio. After they hatched, seeing those miniscule creatures scurrying around my patio brought tears to my eyes.
Editor's note: Columnist Alexis Powers teaches a writing workshop at the Oro Valley Library. One of the workshop participants, Gail Bornfield, wrote this essay.
One of my favorite quotes is, "At the moment of commitment the entire universe conspires to assist you," from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.
The other day I went for a pedicure and manicure. My manicurist looked taller than usual as she walked toward me. I looked at her feet - she was wearing a pair of platform stiletto-heeled shoes.