by Jule Kucera | Oct 13, 2024 | Blog
Paddlefest is an annual event in Cincinnati. On the first Saturday in August, the filthy Ohio River is closed to commercial traffic from 6am to noon. Kayaks, canoes, and paddleboards take over the river. This was my first year volunteering at Paddlefest. Starting at...
by Jule Kucera | Oct 6, 2024 | Blog
I had a dream the other night, one of the icky ones, where you wake up in neon cobwebs. Five days later, the damp strands still cling. I was in a massive building complex that was somehow wet inside, slippery. Mostly it was rooms and hallways and stairways that went...
by Jule Kucera | Sep 29, 2024 | Blog
I’m sitting in my big chair by the window. Roxie lies stretched out on the floor nearby, tip of her tail upright (which means she’s not yet all the way asleep). The day is gray from the clouds with the rain that we needed so badly. This is nice. It’s so nice to wake...
by Jule Kucera | Sep 22, 2024 | Blog
This morning, walking Roxie on our route through International Friendship Park, the sun lower in the sky than yesterday, I stopped to talk with what appeared to be the supervisor of a construction crew, since he gestured while everyone else worked. The man had a...
by Big Scoots | Sep 15, 2024 | Blog
Scott and his dad were less interested in this part of the story, so I was less interested in telling them. I’d rather tell you. Sometimes I wake up knowing things. It’s not like I had a revelation, it’s more like I remembered something I read somewhere, sometime...
by Jule Kucera | Sep 8, 2024 | Blog
What’s a medium supposed to look like? I had imagined flowing robes and crystals, but Maria Legget wore cargo pants and a sleeveless t-shirt that showed off her tattoos. Her white-gray hair was asymmetrically cut, buzzed on one side and flowy on the other. The room...
