Late this morning, I was in the bathroom with, I’m ashamed to say, my phone, when I saw the screen light up with a... Read More
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… on who transcended who
In the midst of a holiday season that sprinkled warmth and joy with pandemical particulates in each of our peripheral visions… A text. Two... Read More
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… on welcoming christmas
My brain got busy this morning before there was even a hint of light in the still-snoozing sky. Not being able to get... Read More
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… on helping(ish) miss judy
So. Those of you who have been reading for a while might remember my summer neighbor, Miss Judy, especially from a post I called,... Read More
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… on ‘and yetting’ my way into christmas
Oh yeah, they came. Practice grandkids. Two of ’em. The family arrived this year with some traditional Christmas stuff (holiday jammies), and some I... Read More
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… on yours, mine, and ours
I have said (well, typed), more than once on these pages, that no one – not me or you or that guy over there... Read More
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… on appreciating the whole show
A couple of weeks ago, just after late afternoon rain, I got a text from my friend from across the cove. It was a... Read More
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… on the lovings from, and of, a dawg
Every afternoon, usually between 2:00 and 3:00, JoHn heads into town to pick up a coffee and have a chat with the folks who... Read More
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… on whispers from within
Here are the samenesses between Monet and his gardens at Giverny and me and my gardens in Maine. *Monet and I are/were/who-knows-may-be-again humans. *Monet... Read More
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… on maintenance mode
A few seconds ago, I logged into this very space to write a new post and there was a message, which was pretty much... Read More
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… on life marching
The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) –... Read More
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… on hopetimism
I am an optimist. But not just an optimist. I’m an optimist who dances with hope on a regular basis. Smooshing it all together,... Read More