As If Looking Into a Distant Mirror

As If Looking Into a Distant Mirror

When I recently visited my uncle and stayed in a suite at The Dahlia Retirement Home, it was as if I was looking into a distant mirror and I did not hate it. I did not like it, but have, since my visit and stay at the retirement home, come to realize that it is a good fate and not some horror story.  I went to visit my Uncle Morris at his retirement home called The Dahlia, which looks like a Las Vegas Hotel Lobby and Casino.  When you ascend to the floors and the hallways are dotted on each side with doors to the individual or shared suites.  I was offered one of the suites that are set aside for out of town visitors.  I was nervous, not terribly, but worried about staying in a place like this hopefully way before my time.

I was given a key to what was going to be my personal suite for the next few days and directions how to get there.  I wheeled my bag down the maze of hallways and into elevators, finally arriving at # 221, put my key in the door and let myself into the home away from home for the next several days. I sat down and realized that once you close your doors, here or anywhere, you do not know the outer surroundings. You are just in there and you are just alone. More

Written for an Essay Contest: Fiction

All MY MOTHER’S CHILDREN

There on the top of a pile of old pictures from sixty years past, is a small photo that features my mother’s three children. We are walking through piles of stones in Yosemite National Park. I am a head taller than Taylor who is two heads taller than Stuart. What has become of my mother’s children is not what this story is about. It is about my mother and about her other children.

I knew that my mother loved cheese, was a good friend and neighbor and learned to drive a car later in life. I knew that she was president of several organizations, after overcoming paralyzing shyness. She prepared only the freshest foods and never served fish. I knew that she fiercely loved her children and would go to the ends of the earth for them. What I didn’t know about my mother was what I will call her secret life. The life she lived parallel to ours. More

Flossie’s Mandel Bread

Flossie’s Mandel Bread

 

SIFT TOGETHER:

3 CUPS ALL PURPOSE FLOUR UNSIFTED

1 TSP BAKING POWDER

1/4 TSP SALT

 

BEAT TOGETHER:  3 Eggs

1/2 CUPS SUGAR

1 CUP MAZOLA OIL

1 1/2 TSP FRESH LEMON JUICE

1 CUP CHOPPED WALNUTS, ALMONDS ETC.

ADD FLOUR MIXTURE BY HAND

ADD NUTS LAST

 

OIL ALUMINUM PAN

BAKE AT 350 20-25-30 MIN: LIGHT BRN

COOL 5 MIN

CUT AND BAKE 15 MIN ON EACH SIDE

Travelogues From Tarzana Day #12

This Reader is in Tarzana, north of Ventura Blvd on Wilbur Ave. I have counted 9 Psychic Reader’s in Tarzana, so far. There is a Miss Stacy, Tanta Diane, Miss Tina, Jin, and signs popping up on lawns and business buildings. I am not recommending this one but this sign was just in the way of my camera. I looked up Psychic Reader’s in Tarzana and found very few who are advertised on the Internet. If you decided to use any Psychic Readers please report back to me. Report from any state, any country just anywhere. I am interested in your results, but I am personally afraid to hear my own.


The Marvin Baude Mulholland Gateway Park is in the Santa Monica Mountains with its trailhead at the southern end of Reseda Blvd in Tarzana. I remember the fight for many years that Marvin Braude a Councilman and Jill Swift of the Sierra Club had to save these beautiful mountains for hiking, biking and lifelong preservation for generations to come.  There was talk of building a highway that would start in Tarzana at the end of Reseda blvd and wind over the mountains to the Pacific Ocean.  I’ll admit the thought of having that kind of access to Malibu and the Pacific was interesting, but when you take into consideration the need for preserving more of our natural lands, there is no question that the efforts to preserve this large expanse of undeveloped wild land cannot even be questioned. More

MY SAFARI IN TARZANA: Day # 11


MY SAFARI IN TARZANA: Day # 11

First we went to Tarzana Park where I have fond memories of the coop day care. Parents would take certain days to help the park’s day care director. Since I had twins, I was scheduled for two days a week. What’s fair is fair’

The park is in beautiful condition and is ready at all times for people to come and enjoy the surroundings.  There is a new recreation center with beautiful wood floors. Enter the center and young, middle-aged and older men are engaged in a heated basketball practice. The bouncing of the ball and the squeaking of the shoes makes for a symphony of melodious sounds; the men make it a feast for the eyes, and for the participant’s camaraderie. More

Travelblogues From Tarzana Day #7

There is a coyote problem in Tarzana, but if you keep your pets inside at night, bring in the pet food and remove fallen fruit from trees, you most likely will not encounter a problem. There are thousands of Coyotes are out there, so arm yourself with a stick when you are out walking your dog at dusk or after nightfall.  Most coyote attacks are against small animals and pets. It is quit rare for coyotes to attack humans. Many families have suffered losses of their unprotected dogs left outside in the back yards at night. Our family has lost two dogs and two cats to prowling coyotes. We learned to keep our pets safe. I remember a naturalist giving a talk at one of the travel stores and she said, “Remember who was on your land first, so have respect when they are still there.” I wonder if she meant the trillions of jackrabbits on our lawn. The problem was nearly non-existent some years back and now the hungry bunnies have ruined our backyard lawn. In recent years and especially this year, they seem to be a major pest. This is from Catherine Carpenter: `”I live in the hills in Tarzana,” she wrote, ”and unfortunately our back lawn has become the community lawn for families of rabbits. No amount of Liquid Fence (a deer and rabbit repellent), hot pepper spray or even our 100-pound German shepherd keeps them away. They frolic and eat our lawn and flowers to their hearts’ content.” More

Travelblogues From Tarzana Day #5

If you take a driving tour around Tarzana, you will notice a trend

called “mansionization.” You will notice oversized new houses where they have torn down the existing house replacing it with one that is huge in comparison and certainly much larger than surrounding houses. They look out of place to the eye because most are built on undersized lots with turrets and faux-chateau pretensions. You are probably familiar with this trendy phenomenon. You may have it going on in your neighborhoods as well. The Tarzana Property Owners Association (TOPA) believes they are here to preserve and enhance the quality of life for residents of our community, so they recently passed a Mansionization Ordinance. First is the Baseline Mansionization Ordinance, which was passed in June of 2008 and limits the maximum size of homes as a function of the zone and lot size. The second stage is underway right now and that is to better define the hillside areas. Finally the third state is still in early planning which will develop a Hillside Mansionization Ordinance. More

Today’s Bits and Pieces: Travelogues from Tarzana

I decided you still have to eat whether you are on an exotic trip or just at home in your exotic environment. I began my journey to the market. On the way to anywhere from our house you must go down the hill and there is no getting around passing a store called Ross Dress For Less. I thought stopping there would be like a little extra field trip in downtown Tarzana. I was right.

After shopping the store, I found a number of items to try on. Some of you may already know the drill. You hold your selected items out for the clerk to count them. She gives you a number to correspond with the number of items you have. Eight items is your limit. No more than 8 items and they are very strict. If you have more than eight items, you leave the extra ones in your shopping cart parked just outside of the dressing room. When you try on the ones you have taken into the dressing room, you can bring your number out, put the items you want in your cart, give the discarded ones to the counting clerk and take more in to try.  If you are finished and have no more items to try, you just continue with your cart to do more shopping or go to the check out stand. I found a great shirt and now with the events that followed it has become the best shirt I have ever found in my life. Why because it is gone. Yes, someone stole the shirt out of my cart when I was not looking. I know, I know there is a code of honor at Ross and it is that no one takes anything from anyone’s cart and no one has ever taken anything from me, but this time someone else thought it was the most perfect amazingly fantastic shirt in the world, too. More

Today’s Bits and Pieces: Travelogues from Tarzana, Day # 2

Travelogues from Tarzana Day # 2

Usually travelogue writers reach acclaim by traveling to the world’s remotest locations and writing about them.  Since as I mentioned before we are destined to stay in our present location for quite awhile, I did not want my writing skills to lie dormant, so I have elected to report from where I am, not where I planned to be.

They say Travel literature is travel writing of literary value and that this individual work is sometimes called a travelogue. It is true that a great portion of travel literature is not written on the spot and is fictionalized. Did you know that? More

Today’s Bits and Pieces: Travelogues from Tarzana, 91356

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TRAVELOGUES FROM TARZANA

I had such great plans to send travel logs from South Africa. I was going to report all of the wonderful things we saw and did. I probably would have moaned and groaned about some things and raved about others. I would have discussed the people we met along the way, fellow travelers as well as citizens of places we were scheduled to have visited. You know I would have sent wonderful pictures of all of our sights and for sure there would have been some animal photos to delight. Alas, there will be none of that because we have cancelled the trip.  Skip could not have traveled with an active attack of diverticulitis, but with the added attack of shingles, well that sealed our fate for now. We have been grounded. Your first question is did you insure. Oh yes, and it remains to be known what we will and will not get back. I am confident that our travel agent has that all under control. I will tell you that the airfare was not insured, so we will have a gazillion dollars credit on Delta. It was a long and expensive flight.  Just think of the many places Delta flies. More

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