A High Temperature

On my day off, Stockton takes me to lunch. It’s stuffy outside even after the quick-passing thunderstorm. “Do you know what the solstice is?“ I overhear someone ask the bartender at the local seafood joint. Silently I answer from a few feet away at the white plastic sheet covered table Stockton and I share. I…

Chasing Brain Freeze

Ice cream, popsicles, slushies. A tall drink fixed over ice. Is there anything more refreshing on a hot day? Growing up without central air just meant going to the swimming pool more often. Running errands with one of my parents as the sun shined relentlessly and your legs stuck to the car seats was tolerable…

Summer Schedule

The sun emerged after what seemed like weeks of rain. Memorial Day Weekend kicks off the sunny season for me and I’m ready for it to fire up. On an administrative note: for the summer months, Adventures in Low Vision will be operating on a lower frequency. To match the relaxed pace of the season,…

To Market

We walk toward the old building, toward the sound of a happy crowd. Behind a historic brick wall, it’s easy to give oneself over to the delight of experience. Forget any troubles and notice the flow of life. Past a doorway, produce blooms atop counters in colorful piles. Loaves of soft breads, a country staple, beckon…

Grass and Sass

It baffles me. We give it attention over the years and it gives us nothing, only a blank stare. In the tiniest plot of Mayberry, an irregular shaped spot lives like a soil cancer near our bushes, no grass will grow. Not even clover. I don’t lose sleep over it. It’s not critical, but I…