Cynthia Harrison

Novelist

Category: Home Fires

  • Back in ’73

    A couple of weeks ago, I went to my 40th high school reunion at the beautiful botanical gardens in Taylor, Michigan, where I grew up. I don’t live there anymore, but my BFF Lisa was in town staying with us, and we decided it would be a fun trip down memory lane. Was it ever!…

  • Murphy & Everything Else

    Murphy is visiting. He’s an energetic one-year-old Cardigan Corgi, and he is adorable. Mike and Jessica are here too. Jan stopped by yesterday to say hi. Since she lives right behind us, it was easy for her to pop in. Then Aunt Louise and Marie stopped in bearing many gifts. Four bottles of Cupcake wine,…

  • Contemporary or Vintage?

    We recently moved to a new home with a very contemporary feel. All the lighting fixtures, the appliances, countertops, and the general architectural layout scream MODERN. Lots of granite and slate. Problem? I love old things. That’s my grandmother’s mirror in the photo and I still use it every day to check the back of…

  • Our Fortunate Tortured Selves

    Remember liberal guilt? The idea that because we had so much, we felt guilty, and so to assuage our consciouses, we were happy to give some back. I still think giving to the poor is a noble cause, but I never thought guilt was what social programs were about. I thought those programs were in place because of  love. Because of generosity.…

  • Home

    New house doesn’t quite feel like home yet. An internet connection would help. So would window shades:) But aside from the material organization, I’ve yet to make an emotional connection to this new place. Maybe because I’m not unpacked and remain undecorated. Maybe because my shoulders ache, my back hurts, and there’s a weird pain…