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Mary Friedel-Hunt


Mary Friedel-Hunt, MA LCSW, is a freelance writer and psychotherapist
in the Madison area.She can be reached at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.
or P.O. Box 1036, Spring Green, WI 53588.

Hope for butterflies
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

In August, I was at my ophthalmologist’s office in the Chicago suburbs waiting for a checkup following the previous week’s surgery. I went out to the lobby, a three-story glass-enclosed space, and saw a lovely monarch butterfly flitting around, obviously trying to get outside. People looked, some smiled, and all moved on. I could hardly tolerate the thought of this beautiful creature dying a slow death inside a building.

I watched and waited hoping it would light within reach.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013 12:06 PM
Attitude counts
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

As I drove home from Chicago’s far south suburbs for the fifth time this summer following eye surgeries or follow-up appointments, I noticed the sumac turning red and adding beauty to the countryside, but also reminding all of us that the summer is over.

My summer has been spent focused, no pun intended,

Tuesday, September 03, 2013 3:20 PM
Autumn beauty
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

We say goodbye to August and to the summer months — again. I have said goodbye to many summers in my 73 years. Each goodbye is different and each one a reminder of how precious our time on this planet truly is. This summer, my focus was on eye surgery. Hopefully the fall will see an end to that focus and I will enjoy fall colors with clear eyes.

Autumn in Wisconsin is truly a treasure. It starts right in my front yard as my gigantic maple tree explodes in color, causing drivers to pull over and take pictures. Friends ask for leaves to use for their art or to make crowns. Me — I just look at it adoringly. I also love to take drives in the fall.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013 12:12 PM
Living a mindful life
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

I got a glimpse of what only a percentage of us get to see. After my first cataract surgery, I looked at my watercolors, my newly painted walls, nature and more to see the difference between vision through a cataract and vision without cataracts. It was just a matter of closing first one eye and then the other.

The new paint on my walls was a lighter shade with less yellow than I thought.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013 5:35 PM
Time flies
By Mary Friedel-Hunt

A friend emailed me today and talked about how the kids in her area are starting back to school. I read the note twice because it seemed impossible to me that the summer was that close to its end. As I walked Bentley today, I noticed one of the trees I pass daily on our walks was shedding leaves. And as our watercolor group gathered at the state park to do plein-air painting, we all commented on the smell of autumn that is already in the air.

Another summer of my life comes to an end. I laughed today as I drove into the state park to meet my watercolor group. My sticker had expired so I stopped at the gate to buy a new one and asked for the senior rate. The woman said I had to be 65 to get that rate. I smiled and

Tuesday, August 13, 2013 5:47 PM

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