“If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey Our daughters are potted plants, yearning for the deck or porch after a long season indoors. It’s time for big sky, for wind and rain. It’s time for the occasional dandelion fluff to drift… Continue reading On being a cardigan
Tag: middle age
I Have A Tin Whistle
And, I’m not afraid to use it. This concerns my family. I’d like to think this is because they fear I might run off with some kind of Celtic women (of a certain age) group and end up skipping across the stage while playing like a virtuoso and letting my hair float wild in the… Continue reading I Have A Tin Whistle
I have a pair of yoga pants
This is not something intentional. I bought them for my youngest daughter, who plays tennis and who's been freezing during matches because it's still April. Photo by Maksim Goncharenok on Pexels.com When she put them on, the broad band that is indicative of this style of clothing flapped and gapped over her flat tum. "You… Continue reading I have a pair of yoga pants
Living in a page turner
“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.” Mother Teresa, misery-fighting fire brand It is the kind of thing mid-life women daydream about when they are cleaning sinks or making tacos or trying to meet a work deadline, but I know I will probably never buy a house in… Continue reading Living in a page turner
Nora Edinger -- JOY Journal 