by Ethel Lee-Miller | Oct 16, 2022 | Writing
I was pretty smug for two years after my cataract surgery. No glasses needed… ever. I could read ingredients on vitamin bottles, see veins on leaves, wave to hikers up in the Catalina Mountains from my office window here in the foothills. My doctor advised I might...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 8, 2022 | Writing
When Katherine embarked on her I’m-gonna-get-back-in-shape regime she envisioned a smooth return to a gym. There would be daily workouts at the gym-the reassuring clank of weights dropping back into place after each rep. She’d pump iron like she...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | May 3, 2022 | Writing
April 30,2022 Over the past two weeks I had several medical check-ups and I was the recipient of some really nice compliments. I’ve always loved compliments. Am I needy? Vain? Quite possibly, but these days I don’t try to figure out the root of this love. I accept...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | May 2, 2020 | Writing
Sometimes brainstorms turn out to be… well, something else. COVID19 has reawakened my reduce/reuse/recycle cognitive file. Brainstorm: Realizing kitchen trash bags are a rare commodity, I decided to sanitize all those used grocery bags we save to use as trash...
