Celebration of Poetry...and Looking Toward Retirement

These four posted were culled from Facebook and other sites...I do not think I would post my poems on the Internet, but I am not sure poets are profit-driven like novelists are. I love their word play and in some cases, wit.

This is the long Thanksgiving weekend, Saturday to be specific, and time to put up the tree.

I cooked for ten people Wednesday and Thursday, helped my husband on a major repair job on an older car, and wish to take it easy.

The thought that in May I will be able to take it easy almost every day of my life is . . . inviting, scary, invigorating, tiring, and so much more. I will eventually find other ways to make both profit and contribute to the world, just not in the highly structured higher ed manner. The thought that I will not have to check my email several times a day to deal with someone's minor crisis is probably the most inviting thing.