Author Archives: robin swetz

It’s time to move this along. I have had it for years, actually decades. It is a 50’s style jacket, very vintage. I inform my husband I am going to finally donate it, letting him know I am not going … Continue reading →

What is it being saved for? Perhaps to move things from door to door. Maybe tilt it to one side to balance. That is really taking a chance. Or is a wheel in route from Amazon? Not likely, come on. … Continue reading →

Two metal bows with rubber rosin. Move across the glass. With just a bit of rain to play on. In a squeaking, squealing, screeching swell. A crescendo of annoyance for the audience. A turn of the conductor’s baton ends the … Continue reading →

Today at Chili’s, I was standing by myself waiting for three other people to join me. The hostess asked “how many” and I said “four”. She got four menus and looked at me, the only person in the whole front … Continue reading →

There are little do the right things and big do the right things. Today I attended a jazz quintet concert at the library. I noticed a mom and her two kids leaving just a few minutes early. I watched as … Continue reading →

Fluffy feathered friends Gather around front window Subtle hint- Breakfast!

Please open at other end of box. Who does this Capri Sun box think it is? I most certainly will open this box right here at this end. I get my nail under the thick cardboard edge and pull at … Continue reading →

A sprinkle of rain tickles my face through the crack in the car window.

Every time my husband buys a new car, he cleans the trunk of the outgoing car by shoving everything into a big garbage bag and putting it in the basement. We have had several bags. No, he doesn’t get a … Continue reading →

As I sit by the front window with my hot tea, taking a few minutes to relax and read before I head out to work, I am struck by it. I am reading the February 1998 issue of Writer’s Digest. … Continue reading →