Between 10:30 and 11:00 p.m.

What occurs late at night except thoughts? Piano music plays in the background, very softly, an empty wine glass on the table beside me, my dog sleeping beside me, my husband talking in his sleep in our bedroom, and in this half-hour my mind wanders to my life as it has thus far been lived. …

Leaving Childhood

When I was a child I thought old people were kind of different, but lovable. I wondered what it would feel like to be old, with leathery skin and scant hair. I am no longer a child; I am the old person, and I do hope I’m lovable. But I do find myself grumpy, not …

A Ride With Reo

I rode Reo yesterday. First time in a long while. My hip joints have been troublesome and the last time I tried to mount I took too long to get on and he stepped away and I took a tumble. Surprised both him and me. I did get on and ride that day, but it …

It’s Late

I’m very tired, but yet I’m stretched out in my recliner writing this. My legs ache. Because I rode the stationary bike for 22 minutes. I should have gone to visit Reo today, but since I didn’t I thought I should expend some energy, thus the bike ride. It’s kind of interesting how walking in …

Love and The Old Horse

I visited the Old Horse, Buddy, this week, just two times. I cannot say I feel quite right about it since for so many years, 30 to be exact, I have seen him almost daily. It’s hard for me to accept that I have basically put him “out to pasture.” Not really, for heavens sake, …

Old Horse … Old Person

Today I visited the Old Horse, Buddy. He has lost weight and needs a good grooming. I hope he begins to regain his healthy weight as he becomes more comfortable with his new home. It’s been three weeks since I moved him to this new home; perhaps he is going to need more time than …

Old Horses and Old People

I have a 32 year old Appaloosa gelding that has been part of my life for 30 years (Buddy). I am an aged person, 76 to be exact, and this old horse and I have been through much in our lifetimes. I am running out of money (retired) to keep this old boy going, but …

Frustration

My husband uses my laptop.  He swears nothing changes when he uses it, but I can never find what I want when he returns it to me.   So, I’m ignorant about computers, I know.  I am, after all, 76 years old and technology is not my forte.   My forte is writing, riding, living without stress, …

I’m Still Old

You know, I used to like to write.  About everything.  And now I find myself unable to think about putting my thoughts or my memories on paper.  I used to belong to a memory keepers writing group, and while it is still going on, I cannot bring myself to attend those monthly meetings, because I …