Maximum Overload

My mother was a medical professional who worked long hours. When she came home in the evenings her day didn’t end there because she would then make supper, ask about everyone’s day, referee arguments, help us with our homework, find team uniforms, sort out bedtimes, do the dishes, do laundry, iron, wait up for my … Continue reading Maximum Overload

Another Mist Opportunity

I’m known to stretch out on the lawnAmidst the weekend carry-onOf mowing, trimming, wateringAnd folks I know I ought to ring.Just when it starts to get too loudWhen life can push and kids can crowdBefore the next field’s needing ploughedI lay right back and pick a cloud.The dogs, alerted, circle meUnsure if they should stay … Continue reading Another Mist Opportunity