Tag: Susan Bacot-Davis

  • Lakeside Rehab

    Lakeside Rehab

    Listen to a Rosslyn song. “Lakeside Rehab” isn’t quite the anthem in my head, but it’s a start.

  • April Fool’s Day

    April Fool’s Day

    Rumor has it that Susan was a bit of a prankster once upon a time. She denies it, but I have it on good authority from an exceptionally reliable source (possibly Susan’s favorite sibling?) that she enjoyed a bit of teasing now and then. No longer, she assures me. But today is April Fool’s Day,…

  • Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Good afternoon. And fair warning: if you’re the linear, A-to-Z, plot-perfect type, then today’s post should be skipped. Rest assured there are more “homeness” posts in store to explore notions of home, tidier essays and poems crafted with an identifiable trajectory rather than patchwork posts like today’s scrapbook-y mashup. If you’re curious and comfortable with…

  • Whiteout, Wife Out

    Whiteout, Wife Out

    Preparing to share the backstory of Susan’s commitment to our wild, winged friends (and he taste for adventure…)

  • Hostess with the Mostest

    Hostess with the Mostest

    Yesterday a friend expressed confidence that his dog would notify him if an intruder entered his home. Our labrador retriever lets us know if someone arrives at our house, I explained, but whether family, friend, or intruder? It’s anybody’s guess. Carley welcomes one and all with enthusiasm. I laughed and suggested that an intruder brandishing…

  • My Funny Valentine

    My Funny Valentine

    Today my beautiful bride and I celebrate twenty two Valentine’s Days together. That’s a whole lot of love! As I proposed last year, I think we should make EVERY day Valentine’s Day. Let’s celebrate love. And what better way to say I love you than a poem, a sun-soaked ski, and a romantic dinner? My…

  • Lucky Lottery

    Lucky Lottery

    What would you do if you won the lottery? What would I do if I won the lottery? I’ve already done it! Almost 22-1/2 years ago Susan and my paths crossed, and… Bonanza! Lady Luck smiled upon us, mercurial but merciful, luring us into one adventure after another. We courted across the Atlantic for two…

  • Canine Companions

    Canine Companions

    What is your favorite animal? So many animals to favor, and yet it is the wholeness, the interconnectedness, of *all* animals that I favor most. So, instead, I’ll respond to this prompt as a sort of playful panegyric to our canine companions, past, present, and future. For while I do not favor dogs above all…

  • Road Trip

    Road Trip

    Wandering. Meandering. Adventuring. Road tripping. For a website revolving around a home, a property, and a place, Rosslyn Redux certainly embraces plenty of peripateticism. Rooted roving? Seems contradictory, right? Perhaps not. Today’s Bloganuary prompt, directing me contemplate past road trips, might advance a glimmer of insight. Let’s find out. Think back on your most memorable…

  • Snack Attack

    Snack Attack

    Hungry? Jonesing for noshes and nibbles? What?! Back to insipid blog prompts, I’m afraid. Today’s Bloganuary challenge isn’t horrible-horrible, but it certainly isn’t very inspiring. So, please forgive my snack attack post. What snack would you eat right now? Honestly, it seems to me that coming up with a months’ worth of inspirational, open-ended, push-you-out-of-your-comfort-zone,…

  • Great, Greater, Greatest Gifts

    Great, Greater, Greatest Gifts

    Plunging into another Bloganuary prompt and once again obliged to qualify my response. This time the question is sufficiently open ended to invoke a great variety of answers. Hurrah! But I’m going to bend the inquiry toward Rosslyn for better relevance. With that prologue, on to great, greater, and greatest gifts. Here’s the Bloganuary prompt.…

  • College, Collage, Kismet

    College, Collage, Kismet

    Three mornings into Bloganuary I’m starting to reevaluate the merits of this challenge. Today’s prompt is less open-ended than ideal for inspiring creative responses. But then I remembered a post I’d begun drafting (and eventually abandoned) this past summer. That 6 month old seed — quick to germinate, quick to stall — came to mind…