Connie's Corner

Oh, the smells!

I have to write a story for my writing group meeting on next Tuesday. Aunt Sadie has been in my mind floating around my muse, giving me ideas, but nothing concrete so far. I decided to read some good short stories for inspiration and lucked onto Alice Munro's How I Met My Husband  . What a great story, so great it diminished my muse . Now I cannot get started on my story.

I talked on the phone awhile yesterday with my sister-in-law, basking in the intoxication of jasmine and gardenias. My back porch is surrounded by scents. She wanted to know if I had come through the storm okay. What storm?...I asked. Yes, it rained very hard one day...but a tornado watch? I guess not watching (or having) tv anymore has its benefits . Usually I do get a phone message from Emergency Management, but nothing this time. Maybe ignorance is bliss. I would only have worried for nothing...not even one little limb dropped.

I'm going to a fall prevention presentation tomorrow morning at my senior center. It's not often I visit there, but a friend is going so.... They are supposed to be checking our gait. Is that trotter or pacer, I wonder? Will let you know after....

until next time...c