New Normal?

The year has turned since I wrote last and my important news is that next week I will be able, hopefully, to get a COVID vaccine. At sixty-seven years old, I am eligible for Maryland’s Group 1C. (Of course, this opportunity exists only if they don’t run out of shots—which is a strong possibility.) This…

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A Christmas Mac Attack

It was the day after Christmas, and in the kitchen I was savoring my supper of left-over beef tenderloin, absorbed in a book. A bit at a time, a noise intruded on my peace and quiet: paper being shredded. I knew what it meant straight off. Mac, my Dalmatian, has recently become obsessed with eating…

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