A friend of mine travelled to South America and I asked her to show me her pictures… “I don’t want to be a bore,” she said. I insisted and when she got to the ...
On my way home one morning Charlie come dashing up the lane to great me, “I’ve already been on my walk,” I told her leaning down to rub her ears as she nuzzled my ...
Hubs and I have tractor envy. The farmers around us have the latest air-conditioned models that they ride on roads and between fields and sometimes home to their barns. But for the most ...
In England I used to turn on the heat during the winter months only when my sensible cold weather, indoor gear of a sweater, long trousers, socks and slippers failed to keep me ...
This year we were all set to take our five cats at Footlights for their annual rabies shots. I went up into the attic and brought down the three boxes I have for mine. Daughts worked on ...
When I walk in the mornings I let my thoughts loose; I examine them in the fresh light of a Rigsby Lane dawn. This week it’s the afterlife that’s been niggling at me… ...
Live oaks stay leafy all year. In their part of the woods leaves crunch underfoot catching autumn off guard. When winter drops its snow she stands tall in the watery sun and glimmers ...
Hubs sprays the house for pests, beetles, scorpions, ants and other creepy crawlies that I don’t really mind unless they’re in my pantry. The cats don’t need to be ...
Thirty years ago I was working as the phone room manager at Rainbow-Ticketmaster in Dallas. I had two sons, Ian was 3 and a bit, Simon was 10 months old and my blue-eyed cowboy was ...
In England we have Memory Clinics. My mother used to go to one to rule out dementia, or as it used to be called, senility. She was asked a few questions about current and past events; ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.