Once upon a time there was an old woman who believed in the magic of books. In the days of folk and fairy tales, she would have been called a crone, a character type in literature that was rarely included in the epics of the male heroes and adventurers. A crone was a female long …
Tag: Lake Placid
Flesh and Blood, Bits and Pieces
I walk for hours. Sometimes my hip would end up hurting from the unevenness of the trek, one foot on the shore, the other in the water. I have learned to wear an old pair of sneakers tied tight so rocks don't get in my shoes. My hair is now long enough to pull back …
My Imaginary (and Real) Friends
Because of family dynamics and the fact that I was very shy, I spent a lot of time alone when I was growing up. But life is about adaptability and I came to enjoy my own company. I always found things to do, to see , to ponder. When my life became too overwhelming I …
Mayfly-A Fly Fishing Woman’s Tale
I am reblogging this once more for two people I recently met who fly fish. When I was newly divorced and my kids were off to college I used to go to a place with a band every Friday evening with my single female friends. Heads up and stomachs sucked in, we pretended to …
The Autonomous Traveler 