Here I am, an elderly parent. That is to say, I am widowed, live in a house that’s too big… Read more no worry
Author: DMT
Writer, teacher, fencer, collector of fountain pens. Delia Marshall Turner digresses.
worry worry
Every Saturday morning, Lunchmoney Lewis’s “Bills” starts playing in my head, because it’s time to sit down and face reality.… Read more worry worry
fictional
I have been reading the mystery novels of the late Jane Haddam, novels that are good in their very idiosyncratic… Read more fictional
prey
The current occupant of the household cat position is Louie, a barrel-chested, short-tailed, black-and-gray tabby cat with large, clear, deceptively… Read more prey
heard on the street
The weather has changed, so there are no T-shirts visible any more. I have switched from chests to conversations. A… Read more heard on the street
to split hairs
French class was well attended, even though Nick, the instructor, had had a hernia operation the previous week, and even… Read more to split hairs