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A Bad Day For Breathing

When I was young we played outside from the crack of dawn until after dark in the summer. By the time we went to bed we were exhausted, usually still pretty dirty (unless we had been swimming in the nearby lake or playing in the sprinkler), but healthy. All day long we breathed deeply the [...]

I Love The Farmer's Market

My yard is way too shady to grow most veggies. I have a few tomatoes in buckets behind the garage and I usually stick a few basil plants in between the perennials. But for the most part, I get the good stuff at the West Allis Farmer’s Market.

I expect at this time of the year [...]

The Smell of Morning in the Summer

I’m not a “morning person”. I’d rather sleep until at least 9am. But in the summer…the fresh air…well, it’s worth it to get up early.

I live in a medium-sized midwest city. Kinda in the ‘burbs. I have a lawn, garden, trees, a quiet street. It’s about as close to living in the country as we [...]

What's a pest? What's a weed?

I live on a corner lot in the city. We’ve been here for 5 years now. I like it. It’s manageable. My husband detests yard work. I love it. Opposites attract! We don’t completely agree on the question I pose in this title.

The second year we were here, we had a big old silver maple [...]

Scolded

I got scolded yesterday. Something that doesn’t happen often at age 47.

I was talking to Julie on the phone. Telling her about my son’s apartment. Blah blah, went to the store. Blah blah, bought light bulbs for him. And she says, “compact fluorescent?” “Um, no.” “GINA”, she says, “shame on you”. I made some excuse [...]

Gilly's boots

It’s kinda weird I guess. Most people have tokens of remembrance and heirlooms like jewelery, or photos, notes or cards, maybe a fishing pole and tackle box. I have Gilly’s boots.

Gilly was my grandma. Mom’s mom. Her name was Gilda, but I called her Grandma Gilly from the get-go. One of 10 kids raised on [...]

Lucy and Ethel Make a Garden

I Love Lucy. Really. I have been laughing with her and at her my whole life. I think my favorite episode is the one about bread. As someone who loves to bake homemade bread, I can relate. As someone who is always pinching pennies and scheming the next money making venture…I can relate.

I have many [...]

It's not easy being green…I miss Kermit

In this time of green awareness, I find myself very frustrated. I have always had a natural greenness, but my housemates do not. In fact, If it were to be calculated, on the average day, we probably produce a carbon footprint the size of a herd of Yeti. (Yeti, bigfoot…haha get it?)

I would like to [...]