A bitter cold snap has warmed and now the trees and the end of my block are shrouded in fog. I walk through air that still has a crisp bite. I walk quickly past frost-blackened foliage. Somewhere a rooster crows and crows again. The Christmas lights have disappeared from my neighbors’ roofline but red velvet […]
New Year’s Eve morning. Four days of freezing weather ahead. Today the weather is brisk but properly bundled up the air is bracing. I pass a Christmas tree thrown into the ditch along my street. Stripped of almost all its finery, a plain tin ornament is still attached by a loop of rough twine. I […]
Saturday, February 3, 2018 7:30 p.m. Jo Mar Gallery 5247 Langfield Rd, Houston 77040 Susan Blair, Roxanne Claire, Leslie Scates, and Sophia Torres present a preview of their upcoming show, “Passage.” Also showing: “The Women in My Family All Sewed,” photos and installation by Roxanne Claire. Doors open 7 – 9 p.m. Tickets: $15 […]
“The Women in My Family All Sewed” – a photo exhibit and installation by Roxanne Claire. Saturday, February 3, 2018 Jo Mar Gallery 5247 Langfield Rd. Houston TX 77040 Doors open 7-9 p.m. Accompanying the exhibit is “Passage: A Preview,” performance by Susan Blair, Roxanne Claire, Leslie Scates, and Sophia Torres. Performance […]
Yesterday was one of those days I wish I could rewind. At what point did I lose control? Ah yes, Friday night when I made a last-minute addition to an already over-full weekend schedule. I wish I could go back and reconsider that addition, eat the lunch I skipped, not eat the junk food I […]
I have not been here in over a year, although I have thought about this place from time to time. Can I make a fresh start? I would like to make a commitment to show up once a day, but I am hesitant. Life is so full of “must be done” tasks. But isn’t that […]
Up at four today. At 6:30, I kiss my still-abed husband and go out onto the back deck. The sun is not yet up but it is light enough for me to see that the shoots I transplanted yesterday have survived. The cool air carries the sound of waking birds. A pigeon walks, silhouetted, along […]
From up north, my sister sends a photo of her husband. Not a short man, he stands waist-deep in snow. Living in the country, they were snow-bound for four days. In the city, my brother was shut in for three.Here down south, the cold front brings rain. On the sofa, shared body warmth and hand-crocheted […]
This year I changed my Christmas tree. For several years now I have had a very elegant tree, all burgundy and gold. This year I went traditional. I glue iridescence to the tips of pine cones, stringing them to the tree on red ribbon. I make cinnamon gingerbread men, with silver buttons and silver smiles. […]
Christmas at my grandmother’s house was a tiny pink Christmas tree, bowls of ribbon candy, and a wreath on the kitchen door. It was always the same wreath, hung year after year. Small, made of yellowed translucent garland, and adorned with a small silver bell.Up North, winters are cold. We children would pound up the […]