It is September, fall is in the air, and what we might call “respiratory season” is nearly upon us. Respiratory season refers to the colder months in which we spend much of our time indoors, maybe October through March.
Here on the ranch we are once again experiencing an overabundance of cats. Last winter, in the midst of a personal loss, I let two of the barn cats from the previous summer’s litter become house cats.
Timber Lake Topic
September 13, 2001
Where were you on Tuesday, September 11, 2001?
That is a question you will ask or answer dozens or perhaps hundreds of times the rest of your life.
What I remember most is the silence.
She was 19 years old, just starting her first semester of college. She had been transferred to our level 1 trauma center, intubated and in a medically induced coma. I was a third-year medical student, being introduced to the realities of medicine.
It doesn’t start out this way,
but it becomes a sort of contest
showing your kids how to do
this, that, and the other thing
better than it was shown to you.
Speaking to them in a way that
ensures they truly understand
what you are saying and what
it means when they understand.
Both colanders are filled to the brim, as are my two biggest mixing bowls. The countertops are teeming as well. There are cucumbers waiting to be pickles, tomatoes waiting to be sauce, and zucchini waiting to be artfully hidden in nearly every meal I make from now until the first frost.
Questions, questions. That’s how many of our news stories begin. This week we couldn’t get around to finding answers to all of them, but then, we never do run out of story ideas to pursue.