This morning, the Nearly Perfect Husband and I headed out the door that hangs out just beside these windows. We passed the roses, showing... Read More
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… on magic (swan and otherwise)
When I was in New Orleans last week, I was so excited to see a swan gliding through the waters of Audubon Park. Sure,... Read More
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… on an embarrassment of kindnesses
Last week, I went to see Number One Son Sam play in – oh wait for it – The Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra! Right?! He’d called... Read More
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… on beauty in the dark
Last night, the moonlight was playfully haunting. I was tired, and barefoot, and quietly turning lights off downstairs. My mind was on a bed... Read More
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… on just waiting on a room
I had a dream. Totally not in the same realm as the civil rights movement or anything. My dream, when we first set eyes... Read More
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… on more so(s) and a sign
Maine’s winter crop is Gossypium nivis. I know, right?! I sound so botanical! I’ll write more about my attempts to be more botanical in... Read More
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… on the bigger stuff
Oh. I know. When the back yard looks like this, it’s hard to imagine that Disney/Pixar hasn’t come in and prepped it for a... Read More
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… on nor’easter panic (or…)
Last night the snow fell and fell and fell and we woke up to a phenomenal winter wonderland. And it is supposed to snow all... Read More
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… on the dawning early light
The other day when I woke up, there was still a bit of snow on the ground. Wait. I just wanted to say that... Read More
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… on the real safari
One of the most amazing things I have learned about grief is that it can close us up tighter than tight. Chase us into... Read More
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on the memory seeds
Grief I’ll trust the softly petaled path Toward the Memory Seeds There I’ll nestle Dip a toe Run my fingers Through the cool, dark... Read More
