I took a walk with my sweetheart (fortified with a great big chocolate bar) by the Truckee River on Valentine Day, and in response to the writing prompt on Middle Zone Musings (http://middlezonemusings.com/), this is what I noticed: two men feeding Canadian geese, which are a lot like pigeons except bigger, feistier, and messier; several older couples walking; one younger couple necking under a bridge; four possibly homeless guys smoking and talking (not panhandling), a mother and small daughter, and best of all a bunch of red roses, caught in a cross current that sent them swirling in a circular pattern around a duck couple, which noticed them not. Ahhh, romance.
I am a wife, mother, grandmother, observer, writer, middlin' cook and imbiber, instigator, awe-struck Christian, conservative and therefore mild cynic, appreciative and therefore optimist. I love the gusto in life; I hate hubris and value humility. I love the English language and deplore its decline in contemporary speech and writing. My husband calls me, fondly of course, an old bag, but I fill it with new tricks. You'll find a lot about politics in my Left Senseless blog, along with my opinions (and I welcome yours!), and glances at life's beauty and pleasures in Plum Duff.