Author Archives: maryangelis

Well, not really in the rain. It was tucked back under the eaves out of the path of the rain, on a bench under the call box of our building, where clearly someone didn’t pick up the phone in time … Continue reading →

It’s a bright sunny afternoon. High school is letting out, and teenagers are everywhere. Outside our building the local bus stops to swap some students off and on. Then in a flash, something goes haywire — and not with the … Continue reading →

Chop up this stuff and drop it in the Cuisinart, in proportions to taste. Apples Fennel bulb & fronds Lime juice Dates Ginger powder Mustard powder It’s one option if you’re cooking for folks who want to cut out oil … Continue reading →

   “Why would you say a crazy thing like that to me?” My host flashed his lovely sweet smile.    “I’m sorry!” I apologized. “Nat King Cole –“    “I have no idea who that is.”    “Oh. Right.” My … Continue reading →

It’s National Night Out! On the first Tuesday in August, Americans have permission to turn off the telly and go step outside and see who lives on their street and wave at them. It’s a chance too, to stop and … Continue reading →

This beautifully tended local flower strip is nothing like the bushwhacking terrain described below. No berries are pictured in this story, lest some reader feel encouraged to go nibble on unfamiliar flora. After early Mass today I took the long … Continue reading →

There’s an apple tree by the interstate highway near several small parks and bridges and abandoned houses where people are trying to eke out shelter and rest. On one side is a community urban garden, not one of the lush … Continue reading →

The neighbors just sent a group text that we’re meeting outside in the garden this evening. Nice! But what to bring? Well, there was a double-size pot of pinto beans hot on the stove, just cooked. Hm… So while they … Continue reading →

(Jerusalem Sage. Not a missed signal; just something nice to look at.) Here from the past week are examples of small near-misses in messaging. If only our human communications were a little more fine-tuned, it would be a safer and … Continue reading →