Of Old Photos and Gardens and Horses

By Molly MacDonald 202209Mollypic    In going through old photo albums, I came across a picture of my sister, Sheila, at about age six, pretending to hoe Don Smith’s garden. I say pretending because I don’t think she had the foggiest idea how to actually hoe. She was,...

Of Non Happenings and Swell Words

By Molly MacDonald         Since my last several columns seem to have been laden with my travel/computer/dishwasher/emergency room woes, I thought I’d try to focus on happy stuff this time around.    Ergo:    I haven’t had any travel woes since last we met, mainly...
Of Being Over The Three-Bad-Things Limit

Of Being Over The Three-Bad-Things Limit

In the time since I have been back from my California Christmas visit (I had a wonderful time, thank you for asking), a few glitches have attacked me. Well, maybe not attacked, but at least targeted me. I don’t like being targeted by glitches, or any other kind of...

Of Travel, Dogs, and other Stuff

  By the time you are reading this, I will have been to Los Angeles and back, celebrating Christmas with our California kids. In case you are new to this column, Bing and I have five offspring scattered around the country. Although Bing died six years ago, he is...

Of Winnie the Pooh, Christmas decorations and stuff

 I’m writing this a week before Thanksgiving, but you will be reading it when Thanksgiving is over and we’re into December. My point is, it’s hard to know what tense to use when writing in the now but being read in the future. Oh Bother, as Winnie the Pooh would say....

Of flying with no crossword puzzle in sight

 Once again I have taken to the skies, but this time there was only a two-hour delay, and it wasn’t my fault. I didn’t have with me my beloved New York Times crossword puzzle which, if you read an earlier column, caused me to not hear the gate change...