In case you can’t read the writing in the bubble, this says, “This next song was going to be about writer’s block, but … “ From now on, whenever I have a moment of hesitation and I’m not certain where … Continue reading →

Arizona is beautiful in winter.  Snow dusts the Catalina Mountains near Tucson, while below, saguaro nod in approval.  The desert humbles us once more. Happy holidays to all my friends here at the Bloggybirdery.  May we each discover during this … Continue reading →

  Against doctor’s orders I’m sneaking a quick howdy to my dear friends.  After half a box of cheap wine, my wrist says, “Go for it, baby.” So, Howdy!  (We tip our ten gallons and say “howdy” here in the … Continue reading →

Hi Everyone, Auburn here. Dan doing the typing. (Hi Everyone, Dan here.) I’m suffering with a conditon called DeQuervain’s tenosynovitis – fancy name for holy cow my wrist hurts.  Bottom line is I’m unable to type for quite a while.  … Continue reading →

  For you living in the north, suffering under the cold … this is for you.   (Here, in the desert, it’s cooled all the way down to 70 degrees — sorry.) Poor North by Mark Strand It is cold, the … Continue reading →

Here is Wilson’s dramatic reaction upon hearing the news that a number of senators have decided to block legislation to loan money to America’s big three automakers.  Coincidentally, these particular Republican senators each have foreign automakers currently housed and operating … Continue reading →

  When Dan’s mother passed away this past September, he took bunches of tranquilizers (strongly ordered by our doctor) and bravely crawled into the backseat where he traveled from Phoenix to Seattle with our son at the wheel.  I couldn’t … Continue reading →

  My husband is unable to travel.  Just the thought of winding through green covered hills or flying off to exotic places makes his mind do crazy things to him.  His palms sweat, his heart races.  He flushes and stammers.  … Continue reading →

s This is Ireland, with the Atlantic Ocean to the west and the Irish Sea to the east.  I am much, much farther to the west and then somewhat south.   Ireland is really green from space.  Probably from all the rain … Continue reading →

Yes, Scarlett and Wilson here.  The Masters are … one on the couch and one in the bed.  The Woman Master, the one called Auburn, the one who usually does the writing, takes the couch.  Nnnngggh, Nnnngggh, she says with … Continue reading →