Hello again. My wig journey started in December at an appointment with my endocrinologist where she concluded that the gig was up and the medicine she’s prescribed for hair loss (androgenetic a...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2024/05/my-wig-steers-the-gig.html
Dearest middle-aged mammals, I am coming to you this evening from the city of angels at nearly bedtime. Bedtime! My 61 y.o. self needs to recline in bed with a book after a day spent with 29 ...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2024/04/extra-small-postcards.html
A dark rainy winter that has filled the house with blue light. Not melancholy in tone, just still. Things are quiet, yet alive with the sounds of cat feet racing across the f...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2024/02/oh-great-unknowable-world.html
Sono’s Death Poem Don’t just stand there with your hair turning gray, Soon enough the seas will sink your little island So while there is still the illusion of time, Set out for another shore...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2024/01/take-only-new-seeds-and-an-old-stick.html
The Way It Is by William Stafford There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about th...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2023/12/theres-a-thread-you-follow.html
I’m still here. Staring out the window at night. From bed I can see the shadows of trees made by moonlight on the garage wall. There’s a great horned owl in the neighbor’s tree. The...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2023/10/i-cant-believe-i-found-you.html
August The sprinkler twirls. The summer wanes. The pavement wears Popsicle stains. The playground grass Is worn to dust. The weary swings Creak, creak with rust. The trees are bored With being gr...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2023/08/some-people-leave-the-local-scene.html
Gentle readers, The longest day of the year has passed and we are here once more in the heart of summer. I bring you greetings from the edge of the continent. The sun reached its zenith in the ...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2023/07/directly-over-the-tropic-of-cancer.html
Greetings middle-aged mammals and all homo sapiens coming here on a Sunday for a read and catch up! At the end of May, I spent more time going for chariot rides on the back roads of Santa Barbara...
https://dispatchfromla.com/2023/06/a-giant-pelican-with-his-landing-gear-down.html
Over the hills and dales of Los Angeles I’ve been, strolling through winter into spring. I have 6 or 7 routes I take along the tree-canopied arroyo. Plenty of places like this exist in the...