Three weeks ago I noticed a tiny (not much bigger than a pinhead) spider suspended from patio chair on my back porch. Anyone who knows me is aware of my terror of that species, but this one was slender-legged (no fur) and minuscule, so I let it be. Almost every day for three weeks, I’ve sat out there a while and watched it floating below that same chair: its home. It’s apparently thriving; today, it’s […]
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Garden-variety musings
Day 30: A Creative Challenge
I drove my car for the first time in a week, and ventured further than I’ve been in a month: about 1.5 miles down to a small beach on the bay. We’re permitted to go to parks for exercise, as long as we keep apart from our walking companion and everyone else. So I met up with a friend and her dogs and, from a safe distance (I always allow more than six feet when […]
Read moreDay 29: Mortality
Last night I dreamed I went to the doctor for a checkup and found out I was in the advanced stages of a terminal disease, with only weeks to live. Granddaughter Ember was in the room and I gazed at her with overwhelming grief that I wouldn’t get to see her grow up and I wouldn’t be there for her. I decided not to tell anyone, friends or family, about my condition. When I asked […]
Read moreDay 28: Editor’s Note
The editor and publisher of The Wormlips Scrapbook has an important message. If you are subscribed to this blog and are tired of the slew of recent post notifications crowding your inbox, you can unsubscribe via the link at the bottom of those emails and I’ll never even know you’ve done it. If for some reason that link doesn’t work, fire me an email (it won’t hurt my feelings) and I can figure out how […]
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