Dirt Road Ramblings

Random musings of an aging kid-at-heart who marvels at life's wonders around her

I would not call myself a knitter. I am a person who knits. A knitter, in my mind, thinks constantly about the craft; she ceaselessly eatsdrinksbreathespondersplansanddreamsabout projects; her fingers (when otherwise unoccupied) find themselves attached to knitting needles at any moment and every opportunity.  A knitter creates, works on, and completes her projects. She perseveres. …

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My DSD Sarah and her sweet daughter (my DSGD, Grace) flew in from Minnesota last weekend to attend a loved one’s baby shower and to surprise the celebrated mom-to-be with their unexpected presence. It was, of course, a delightful surprise. The added bonus was that I got to spend time with my girl and her …

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[Warning: Serious post ahead.] I love animals. My family loves animals. Most people I know (with a few exceptions) love animals. Yet somehow I missed how common the connection is between humans and beasts, that is, until recently. Or maybe I just never thought about it before.  

I don’t like being scolded. Like most people, I feel uncomfortable, even threatened, when someone wags a finger in my face. I certainly don’t like feeling stupid or defective or manipulated, which is exactly how I feel when a hyperconfident spinmeister tells me how to fix my presumably lacking life in five easy steps. (Shall I …

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In the early 1900s, when most transportation was of the four-legged variety, the small city of Carbondale, Pennsylvania, boasted a lovely city drinking fountain in its town square that quenched the thirst of humans, horses, and canines alike. The post card below depicts that fountain in its prime, before up-and-coming horseless carriages, those miracles of …

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