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 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    February 5, 2016

Looking Out My Back Door: The good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise

Ai-yi-yi, but I had a difficult day. My theory is that misery is contagious. My neighbor Ted from Edmonton was griping about the rock bottom value of the Canadian dollar, which has been on a steady...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    January 28, 2016

Looking Out My Backdoor: I think I'll run for president

I’m thinking of running for president. You can’t run. You are too old and crippled. You walk with a cane. Walking doesn’t have the same elan. Listen: “I’m walking for president.” Who...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    January 21, 2016

Looking Out My Backdoor: Eating crow and liking it, baked in humble pie

I thought it wouldn’t matter. Under Arturo’s guidance I had been doing physical therapy twice weekly, for almost six months. I was walking strong and sure. When walking along the street I used my...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    January 14, 2016

Looking Out My Back Door: Here is the fable of the magnificent white stallion

I can imagine life without my right arm. I experienced that for a few months. I can imagine life without a leg or even two. My experiential months altogether add up to a couple years. I coped. The...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    January 7, 2016

Looking Out My Back Door: Next year country - next year people

While I have great respect for the past, I am not one to yearn for olden days. Not for me the re-enactments of historical events. I’ve no desire to escape today’s trials through romanticizing the...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    December 31, 2015

Looking Out My Back Door: I am more than ready to be home

Three weeks ago I left the sunny climes of Mexico for the frigid badlands of the Yellowstone River around Glendive, one of the strangest trips I’ve traveled. As the holiday season which ends the...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    December 10, 2015

Looking Out My Back Door: Inevitability of life

This morning I sat waiting in the pulmonia outside the Mercado in Historico Old Town Mazatlan. The streets swarmed with carts, buses, autos, pedestrians and bicycles. I squinched my eyes and reduced...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    November 27, 2015

Looking Out My Back Door: True confessions amid a fiesta of my friends

When I was 11, 12, 13 and 14 I wanted to join a cloistered order of nuns. It was either a good thing or too bad that any order where I could have boarded for school and preparation was out of my...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    November 19, 2015

Looking Out My Back Door: We've come a long way, baby

The last time I went to a phone store (such a thing!) and asked for a dumb phone, one that just made and received calls, the young clerk looked at me with such pity and compassion, bordering on...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    November 12, 2015

Looking out my back door: Foolishness of fear: Riding the bus with myself

Fear is a mind killer. Take my latest foolishness. My friend Lani, who lives in Etzatlan near Guadalajara has invited me to hop the bus to visit numerous times. I’ve always conjured excuses. I like...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    November 5, 2015

Looking out my back door: A day in the life

A day. Not an ordinary day. No connection to music or movie. A day plowing through bureaucratic formalities. Still, if one has a mind to connect the dots, a good day. With Carlos, driver and...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    October 22, 2015

The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round

"You lie," the note from my friend said. "You said you were in Montana. If that were the case, you would have stopped in to see us." Immediately, as I often do, without thought, I shot back a reply. A...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    October 15, 2015

Looking out my back door: Turning of the seasons

Nancie sent me photos of the vibrant leaves along the highway and streets of Leavenworth, yellow and orange and red against the green backdrop of Douglas fir and cedar. Immediately I could imagine...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    October 8, 2015

Looking out my back door: When you wish upon a star

I hope your week has been good. I hope your week has not been like everyone else’s. The only thing I can attribute it to is astrology. I’m sure you must believe in astrology just as religiously...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    September 24, 2015

Looking out my back door: When the car breaks down and other fears

Few things bring fear or dread into my life. When my car breaks down, I admit to approaching a state of near panic. This is mostly imaginary. When I was 23, a truck plowed into the side of my pick-up...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    September 10, 2015

Looking Out My Backdoor: Taking a good long look at my own fearsome dragon

How do I talk about something about which I don’t even want to think? Give me a good strong dose of denial. Cover my eyes with a blindfold. Bury my head in the sand. This summer I’ve had a good...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    September 3, 2015

Looking out my back door: In Montana, smoke still gets in your eyes

I love my Montana home, which, along with Washington, Idaho and our neighbors north and south, is burning. Love is, indeed, blind. If we have any sensibilities at all, our hearts are on fire. Our beau...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    August 13, 2015

Looking out my back door: Misadventures of a Montana woman, some legendary, some 'phone-y'

Oh, dear, my troubles began with air travel. I managed to get me and my bionic parts through security in Mazatlan and through both customs and security in Dallas/Ft. Worth. To me, that is a big deal....

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    August 6, 2015

Looking Out My Back Door: The sky is falling - Where is the magic umbrella?

My friend Cheryl’s children are urging her and Dave to move right now from their long-time home in Tillamook, Oregon to the inland side of the Cascades. Why? Because they live at sea level between t...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    July 30, 2015

Looking out my back door: Life is a movable feast ... and ... like waiting for a bind date

One never knows, right? It’s one thing to plan. For example, today I mop the floors. Then a friend stops by and suggests, “Let’s go to Callecita for seared tuna and guava pie.” Are you going t...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    July 23, 2015

Looking out my back door: Do not go gentle into that good night

I’ve been accused more than once of being Polly Perfect or Goody Gertie Two-Shoes. “It’s your smile. You always see the bright side. You think life is always wonderful.” (Accusation often...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    July 9, 2015

Looking out my back door: We all live in a yellow submarine

Sky of Blue, Sea of Green; those words from the great American spiritual, “Yellow Submarine,” make me homesick for my Montana. What? Yes, of course, the song is originally English but so is much...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    July 2, 2015

Looking out my back door: Life's changeS - One size does not fit all

I intend to unload some of my philosophy on you. I’ll call it the gospel (small “g”) according to me (small “m”). I am not important enough to rate a big “M.” So if you want to take...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Opinion    June 25, 2015

Looking out my back door: Just walking in the rain, getting soaking wet

“Just walking in the rain. Getting soaking wet. . . People. . . stare at me. . . saying who can that fool be.” That fool be me. Gloriously, deliciously drenched. Three hurricanes this month held p...

 
 By Sondra Ashton    Local    June 18, 2015

Looking out my back door: The road not taken in a roller coaster life

I could have been a surgeon. That is one possibility. Political geography, architecture and anthropology — intense fields of interest. I sigh at lost possibilities. Now and then I think about them,...

 

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