Month: September 1995

Houdini the hamster is gone. So are his escape artist friends. Only a quiet “wanna-be” remains in his wire cage. The rest were sold after waking my daughter one night too many as they chewed, clawed and scraped their plastic palaces to escape. Personally, I am glad to be rid of the night walkers. With…

On the first day of spring 18 years ago, my husband came rushing in from work. “I just heard on the radio that during the hours surrounding the fall and spring equinox, an egg will balance on its larger end.” He headed for the refrigerator and took out an egg. I watched as he carefully…

As a child, I shared muddy creeks with the cows, bugs and dogs, scared the fish into hiding when I jumped off a country bridge and slid down the moss-covered falls near our farm. I never noticed the other life forms until I saw a water snake curled up in the shallows. That was the…

I hate to interrupt people’s lives with a phone call, especially if they are busy or resting. My mother always said, “Only make phone calls between 9 a.m. and 9 p.m.” Good rule, except my closest friend retires around 8 p.m. and my college son who has no qualms about calling me at 2 a.m.…