Granny Has A Podcast

And occasionally, transplant yourself.

It’s been four years, at least it will be in a couple of weeks, since a dance rehearsal injury in little old New York sent me back to the suburbs of Minneapolis for good. And I may finally be starting to accept that, at least partially. And having this deck, doing the refinishing all myself by hand, growing my container garden every summer… this may be the best part.

Don’t get me wrong; HusbandCat & Amy Farah Howler & Domino are who make it home. But for about four months of the year up here, I also have this amazing outdoor living room, where I can surround myself with flowers and leaves and vegetables. The bees and hummingbirds and dragonflies visit. There are good things to eat on the vegetable plants. There is peace.

There is sanctuary.

And then there’s a plane to catch. Because it’s lovely to have a home sweet home and garden, but life requires human connection and a change of scenery. So I am off to another voiceover conference, this time One Voice USA in Dallas-Fort Worth. In the summertime.

So I’m packing fans. Like, 100 of them. Just in case I need to cool any of them thar cowboys ‘n’ cowgirls off! 🤣😉🤠🍻

See y’all on the other side! I’ll be down in the studio if anybody needs me.