Eunice Parsons. Artist, teacher, mentor, mother, friend, neighbor, scrabble whiz. Artist. Eunice died last year at 108, ready to go. Monday at Mark Humpal’s gallery, formerly the 12×16 Gallery, friends, students, family, neighbors gathered to talk about her out loud to each other for one last time. Those comments, those images, aren’t on this page […]
Longtime readers of this blog may remember that my friend Ellen has been sending me a postcard from Vermont everyday for 12 years. This fall I made a trip to see her just before the momentous card number 5000 came. We talked about friendships, memories, communication, life, death…all the subjects you might imagine….and a few […]
This day after the election is not a happy day for me. This is a day when the message has been sent to me and to many of us, that the world we liked believing in, in fact, no longer exists..the values we hold close are not the culture’s values. I liked growing up and […]
Friday it will be 6 months since Roger Hull left us…the kind of anniversary I have learned the grief stricken notice. His birthday has passed, the big winter holidays have passed, I have achieved 80…which he really really wanted but wasn’t able to make. In some ways I’ve learned more in the last six months […]
By this time, at the tail end of winter, the weather seems to govern the emotions more…sleepy or depressed on a rainy day and then along comes a sunny day and…elation. Today is such a day and I walked at the Riverfront Walking in the sunlight seemed amazing. When I got home I noted there […]
There are so many topics we don’t address in relationships, and in our culture. At the end of Roger’s life we covered many of these (did you have a happy life, do you have regrets,) but, of course, we didn’t discuss the life I would have. Though we edged around it…me wondering/Roger: “I love to plan,” we […]
A friend invited me to “help” her make lemon curd (this was me, basically watching her) yesterday. It was almost as much a treat for the eye as for the tongue. A sunny morning and a sunny bowl of lemons. My job was zesting…made very easy with the use of her zester… Her great grandma immigrated […]
Roger loved his 1992 Volvo. We bought it used in 1997, and he was not in favor, but our other much older Volvo needed retirement. He quickly fell madly in love with this car and that lasted the next 26 years (he was loyal and steadfast, never tumbling to the joys of a new Toyota or Suburu). For […]
Well a lot has happened since I addressed this blog. I’m out of the habit of musing (except internally). In early October The funny, thoughtful, handsome and gifted Roger Hull left this world after a long and often harrowing battle with prostate cancer. He remained interested in the process of dying until the very end, did a […]
Three years of masking, staying in, making art in the dining room. Three years of absent friends, freezing chats on the front porch, accepting help with shopping, baking a lot of bread. The careening through traffic jams to the fairgrounds and swearing “Yes, we’re health care professionals “ (ha) for that first vaccine. Finished. We […]
On The Way 