We are buried alive!  

In less than eighteen hours over thirty inches of heavy snow have fallen onto Crested Butte from a very pregnant sky. When I opened the second story deck door this morning the snow lunged at my legs hugging them up to… Read full post »

Tonight, in a split second, our whole town disappeared into the cavernous dark depths of the West Elk Wilderness.  The power went out and our old mining town sat there like a clump of coal. 

There was a fat full moon hanging just above the crest of… Read full post »

Today is a rare day. I'm getting out of the house and into my car and out the driveway --away for a couple of hours for the first time in months.  Alone.  Just me.  Today I am going to practice the art of listening.

The car I'm getting… Read full post »

 What's up with all this fuss over the clit as in, "How do you pronounce it," among other things?

 I'm okay with tomato tomahto, potato, potatoh.  But because no one knows how to say clitoris we've cut it back to clit.  Like it's the only safe way to… Read full post »

My sister, "Just Cathy," e-mailed me this morning and, referring to Open Salon, asked, "Isn't this fun?"

 Here's my response.  (By the way, I just spent an hour trying to upload a few photos recording my transformation from the picture, above left, to how I look since losing my OS virginity… Read full post »

My youngest daughter taught me how to appreciate and love cats and to discover all their quirkiness and favorite rubbing spots, etc.  Cats are black belt alanons -- they are great teachers of setting boundaries, making you give them distance,… Read full post »