Author Archives: Wright Flyer Guy

I woke at 5:00 AM and forced myself back to sleep for another two hours because I wanted to reserve enough fuel for today’s adventures. And a new Mary Lincoln day lily is greeting everyone on Shroyer Road as they … Continue reading →

I cannot believe I am sitting on my deck in 56-degree temperatures, eating breakfast, shirtless, and trying to cram in many things before teaching. But, Tuesdays are the longest days for teaching and I won’t see the deck from 9:00 … Continue reading →

It was just the kind of Father’s Day I would have wished for myself: a quiet day filled with reading, documentaries, four devoted pooches, and finally, teaching until late into the evening. Yesterday’s heat and humidity bowed out and this … Continue reading →

It’s Father’s Day weekend. Thursday, I was celebrated by my son and his partner with a wonderful gift which is a trip to Springfield, Illinois in July for one of my favorite historical events. It’s my turn to celebrate those … Continue reading →

My second round of coffee was at 8:15 AM on the deck after feeding The Quartet and the breeze smelled and felt like rain. By 8:45 AM, the dark clouds had moved in over The Miami Valley and the atmosphere … Continue reading →

This meme crossed my feed today and it really hit home. I watched the two men closest to me go from vibrant, incredible individuals to sad, almost unrecognizable echoes of their former selves. My father and my brother were imprisoned … Continue reading →

July 1974, I visited Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello for the very first time and many things stayed with me through the next twenty years until my next visit. Two things were highlighted in my memory: 1. The wall hangings suspended by … Continue reading →

I have read this article before and it still continues to touch me. My one son was a skateboarder. I was unfamiliar with this sport and was a bit apprehensive the first time I took Quinny to the Kettering skate … Continue reading →

“I’m as corny as Kansas in August,I’m as normal as blueberry pie.No more a smart little girl with no heart,I have found me a wonderful SKY!I am in a conventional dither,With a conventional star in my eye.And you will note … Continue reading →

When I rose at 8:10 AM, I only fed the dogs and opened the deck door for them to come and go; no coffee was made and there were no attempts to fully dive into the day; the body was … Continue reading →

My Aunt Jenny posted this beautiful Erma Bombeck passage and I thought it was a perfect day to share it, too. IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVERby Erma Bombeck I would have talked less and listened more.I would … Continue reading →

Today is the birthday of my maternal great grandfather, Virgil Barmes, who was born in 1902. I was born in 1964 so I was fortunate to know Grandpa Virgil for seven years before he passed away in September, 1971. I … Continue reading →

I could not request nor demand better temperatures or breezes for the deck. I finished private lessons an hour early due to two of my Colorado students battling colds. Their Ohio cousins must have shared their colds with them during … Continue reading →

Isn’t this such a fun photograph of President Theodore Roosevelt? That is one fellow who understood how to make every day a bully great day! In 90 minutes, I managed to fold a basket of laundry, put some throw rugs … Continue reading →

Today was a complete waste of time I could have been writing, or doing the other 20+ items I need to address. Three attempts to rise and ready myself for a Friday Fun Day we’re aborted. Instead, I remained in … Continue reading →

I need to brush Chief and Erma. I need to sweep the lower floor. I need to organize and clean the upstairs bedroom. I need to clean the carpet. I need to mow (already). I need to put the dishes … Continue reading →

Fortunately, I have not fully dealt with “cog fog” as much as so many other multiple sclerosis folks, but I’ve also figured out some techniques to combat it. When I was pretty young, my parents noticed I would be speaking … Continue reading →

It’s overcast and cloudy but the breeze feels fantastic and the wind chimes are noisily dancing against the chirping of our loudest and proudest cardinal. Nothing on today’s docket except lunch which is now concluded. I’m feeling a bit tired … Continue reading →

It’s here! I’ve been secretly waiting for this release as I’ve come to enjoy this production that I’ve seen on tour and at The Dayton Muse Machine in which several of my students were featured. Lin Manuel Miranda just amazes … Continue reading →

Rainy days + Mondays = cue a Karen Carpenter oldie. It’s raining. The room is dark, save the nightlight. Even before the rain, the room never lightened. The Quartet pottied prior to the rain’s arrival as The Sisters and Erma … Continue reading →

For once, I actually noticed the sound of the cicada chorus without needing to pause, listen, and identify. As I entered the deck to drink coffee and chat with The Boys in London, and David’s parents in Boston, they all … Continue reading →

When Mother retired from the police department, I heard her ask, more than ever, “What day is this? I get so confused on what day it is.” Now, I’m my mother. It doesn’t even have to be for my breaks … Continue reading →

I feel the joy of working from the deck, again, this evening. The next several days are to be beautiful; however, Monday through Friday has a nasty rain outlook. It’s already sobering to think of spending another chunk of time … Continue reading →

First stop, Target, to check out the reMarkable 2 writing program. The young man was so excited to send me from Tech to Stationary where I was assured the item was now located. Fail. No big deal. The weather is … Continue reading →