This was the first day of JoHn and I jumping back into ‘real life’, and by ‘real life’ I mean we went to spin class for the first time... 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 pool But I will not... Read More
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… on an inn, empty
“Sometimes when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.” – Alphonse de Lamartine “Just one tiny human isn’t here, and the entire house feels empty.” – me On... Read More
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… on the great escape of 2018
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the gravity of the situation and... Read More
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… on cracks and crack ups
This was a very crack-filled week. As in ‘cracks in the best laid plans’. Not crack, the drug. I just wanted to clarify that for you, because if I... Read More
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… on maine dogs in maine snow
HRH the Princess Bunny-Blaze very much enjoys retrieving her tennis ball. So much so that she gets a bit…er… cranky when Marshal attempts to get the ball. It’s become a... Read More
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… on regional humor (and yoga)
This morning we woke up to sea smoke and cold air and headed to… wait for it… Yoga class. Oh no I am not kidding. If you have been... Read More
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… on cable-less critters and snow
Yesterday we had a snowstorm. Yes, I said it. Snowstorm. I know, from all the texts and check-ins I got from friends and family all over the country (and... Read More
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… on a new year’s job offer
Blaze. Her boy just walked out into a frozen early morning world to head back to school in North Carolina. As he was making his way toward the barn,... Read More
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… on encouragemental obligation
On Christmas morning, Mac handed me a box. ‘Here, Mom. Open this one!” It was a big box. I held it up and kind of shook it back and... Read More
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… on flooding during the holidays (and…)
My friend Paige, makes cookies. I know, right? ‘Cookies’ just doesn’t cut it, really. She really creates edible art. But anyway, the other night we were having one of those... Read More
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… on a ghost-y inn’s first christmas
So. I have a friend who has been asking me to share our most-recent ghost-y story, and I’ve promised her I would. I know. It sounds strangely Dickens-ian to... Read More