Author Archives: adriennecohen221
My backyard animal farm
There’s a possum in the yard! And at least one “family” of squirrels, a bunny who might have friends, redbirds and blue jays and a pair of large birds that look like cranes building a nest in a neighbor’s tree. … Continue reading
Where’s my lightsaber?
Yes, I loved it! In 1977, I loved the first one. I have seen them all. What is it about Star Wars? There are more exciting stories, perhaps, but the thought of traveling to “a galaxy far, far away” never fails to … Continue reading
Saddened, and disturbed . . .
Many of my friends, unlike me, do not watch daily news on television. They do, however, like me, consider themselves well-informed, caring, thoughtful individuals and responsible inhabitants of a planet that seems to shrink daily in terms of interactive effects on our … Continue reading
Surviving nature’s fury . . .
It’s sobering. Storms come in all sizes, in different forms and at different times. Many are predictable and most are forgettable. But, sometimes, those storms hit close to home and close to the heart. If they don’t impact our neighborhoods … Continue reading
A birthday in time
A few days ago I celebrated my birthday. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that a few days ago the calendar marked the anniversary of my birth. I am no longer sentimental about birthdays. This one was neither … Continue reading
December 7
Somewhere in the middle of the Pacific seventy-four years ago, a ship received a radio message to alter its course. The captain of the vessel complied. That vessel and its “cargo” of American servicemen steamed into a port on the … Continue reading
Food has little to do with it . . .
It’s Sunday, it’s raining, and the chill is seeping into my heart and my soul. The house was filled with the sounds of children and the buzz of adults alternately enjoying and enjoining those same children, or acting like children … Continue reading
“Life Is a Little Weird” and other thoughts on a cold morning
It’s cold this morning. The sky is a dull grey and the temperature doesn’t seem as if it’s going to climb much by midday. The cold that I feel, though, has little to do with weather conditions. I’m feeling, in the words … Continue reading
Writing for the Marketplace: How to Keep It Fresh
I don’t claim the title author. I never wanted to write the Great American Novel. But I wear my writer badge with pride, and find inspiration all about me — I always hope my readers find the words interesting, helpful, … Continue reading
Talking of many things . . .
“‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said, ‘To talk of many things: Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax — Of cabbages — and kings — And why the sea is boiling hot — And whether pigs have wings.’” … Continue reading
Right Off Main 