Alone or together, there’s always coffee.
Gathering Crumbs
Ciao! Happy new everything to you. New year. New month. Three and a half weeks into a new season. Happy to focus on this moment as I come back to Kaffeeklatsch-The Blog after several months since my last writing. As the blog tagline says, Alone or together, there’s always coffee. I’ve had plenty of kaffeeklatsch…
The Smile
Dear Avid Reader, Spring pollen is flying. April is fading. It’s tulip time on State Street in Chicago. I don’t grow tulips. Each fall I flirt with the idea. They would give my front yard a colorful lift. Once I bought bulbs to plant tulips, hyacinths, and daffodils with good intention to get them in…
Le Temps Passe
Dear Avid Reader, I know it exists. LOVE. It is in the little things. It passes like time. Last year in the month of February, I rode the ALL ABOARD THE Valen-TRAIN! from my village to the city. On each seat was placed, in a precise manner, a Valentine with a cartoon image of a…
For the Love of Reading Books
Dear Avid Reader, A section of The Birch Chronicle that delights me repeatedly is Diane’s Book Reviews. This offering is important to me because I believe reading is one of the best activities we can inhabit for our own well-being as well as the well-being of humanity. It can also be one of the hardest…
Etched in Her Heart
Dear Avid Reader, Sun’s up in Chi-Town. As this gemstone swings between a mild heat wave and arctic temperatures that only scare away the thin-blooded, everything is in flow and this flow is everything. The sky is as blue as the depths of Lake Michigan that are visible in front of a ghostly curtain of…
Half-Full
The Chicago air is crisp. Boredom is a luxury. Making time for kaffeeklatsch with my friend Matilda is a way of life. She and I hadn’t talked since before Christmas, so we were due to check in with each other yesterday afternoon for our kaffeeklatsch hour that turned into two. One fact about kaffeeklatsch: it…
Tucked In
So that she wouldn’t be alone and the women who helped me care for her during her decline with Alzheimer’s could prepare for and enjoy the holiday with their loved ones, I brought my mother to my home for the extended Thanksgiving weekend. For several long and temporary nights, and because it was the closest…
Kaffeeklatsch
Dear Avid Reader, I invite you to pause whatever you are doing, pour yourself a coffee, tea or water (do you prefer naturale or frizzante?) and pull up a comfortable seat to Kaffeeklatsch. For over a year, I’ve tiptoed around my nameless blog in The Birch Chronicle while not posting as consistently as I did…
Broken Hands
Dear Reader and Friend, The calendar declared spring and I was ambitious. Two weeks after the equinox, I readied my backyard patio here in a near west suburb of Chicago as if it were summer. From my neighbor’s trees, mulberries would fall onto the patio and make a mess by the second week of June.…
Legs and Wings
Dear Reader and Friend, I know! It’s been a long minute since I last wrote. Far too many times to count, I sat in the chair at my desk staring out the window, on my mother’s sofa staring at the table, and on the overgrown grass thick with Creeping Charlie staring at the sky beginning…
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