Published inCrow’s Feet·PinnedMember-onlyA Conventional Husband is Highly Overrated – So Who’s Complaining After 52 Years?Yes, it’s usually me — Yes, I know. I have much to be grateful for. I complain more than I ought. Just because my beloved dances around the house pumping his arms back and forth across his chest like some demented wind-up toy. Or gives away everything he gets. Or requests NO gifts for Christmas…Aging8 min readAging8 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·PinnedMember-onlyWhat is the Meaning of Life? Am I Finally Ready to Give up on This Question?In my Seventies, I have different priorities — I don’t like that I haven’t figured out the meaning of life yet. I’ve already put a lot of work into this problem—how to understand life and suffering and why people have to die and what happens after death. Or what to do about any of it. I was a…Life Lessons5 min readLife Lessons5 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·PinnedMember-onlyOctober at the Ripe Age of 72: Saying Goodbye With GraceA month of many transitions — I want to talk about October and all the transitions I’ve become aware of this month. Geographically, I am talking about October in Maine as that’s where my observations are made. Octobers are likely different in other places. Living on a farm in Maine is idyllic. Truthfully, I know I…Seniors6 min readSeniors6 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·PinnedMember-onlyWhat Does a Seventyish Woman Who Has Been Married Fiftyish Years to a Man Who Adores Her Cooking Do When She’s Sick to Death of Cooking?When running away is not an option — I suppose I could don a disguise and run off to the nearest wine-bar and sip cocktails while my husband tried to find me to make dinner. But then I’d likely overdo it and end up being driven home by a well-meaning stranger who would need to be fed, too…Aging Well7 min readAging Well7 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·PinnedMember-onlyHow A Seventyish Woman Stays Indoors for a Long Winter and Likes ItI also take advantage of every opportunity to go outside — I don’t know about the rest of the seventyish population, but I have been staying indoors a lot of the day, for a lot of the days and weeks and months this past year. It is especially noticeable in winter, as right now, for instance, I couldn’t go out without…Aging Well7 min readAging Well7 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·May 23Member-onlyThe Next Crow’s Feet Podcast Spotlights Cheryl Steinthal and The New Florida FolliesNot “just a little adult dance recital” — I am a terrible dancer. Just ask my husband. I step on his feet, stumble around the dance floor, and can’t remember even simple steps. But when a good song comes on, I naturally want to move around. I can’t help it. Music makes me want to dance, and dancing…Seniors4 min readSeniors4 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·Apr 5Member-onlyMy Personal Celebration of National Poetry Month“Not All Are Weeping,” my book, is in the final pre-publication stages — All my life I have thought of myself as a poet. But I didn’t tell anyone about this. Nor did I do anything about it besides writing poems for myself. I wrote them from the age of 6, copying them over and over as my printing improved until I could…National Poetry Month6 min readNational Poetry Month6 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·Mar 8Member-onlyOur Mother Ate Two Fried Eggs for Breakfast Every DayA poem from “Not All Are Weeping” — In April, my first chapbook will be published by Main Street Rag Publishing Company. This is one of the poems in the book. I love to remember the stories about my mother, and writing poetry is one of the ways I can do it. Mildred Ethel Felsberg was my mother…Seniors4 min readSeniors4 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·Mar 7Member-onlyA Movement-Based Lifestyle is Right Up My AlleyListen to the Crows Feet Podcast this week to learn about it — I have, at many times in my life, been involved in a formal exercise program. There was Jane Fonda and “feel the burn,” Denise Austin with her healthy lifestyle mantra, and Richard Simmons and his cute hair and mannerisms. I exercised with all of them at one time or another…Podcast3 min readPodcast3 min read
Mar 2Member-only“Bright Fruit” Published This WeekIn a little online journal called The Ravens Perch I wrote this poem during the pandemic, after weeks of not going into grocery stores, isolating myself within the confines of my house. It is about the almost too-muchness of the experience of grocery shopping after a few months. The colors…Pandemic2 min readPandemic2 min read