A few days ago, we tumbled out of bed early to make the ferry to Monhegan Island. Mac, Jack, Klack, Lack, Nack, Ouack, Pack, and Quack and I… Fine.... Read More
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… on four stalls and a wedding
So. There are about to be lots of photos of the wedding out in the world because Jen Smith, who is the incredibly talented photographer of/in/around/behind/Darling Photography (darlingphoto.net) is... Read More
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… on the mornings after
It was magical. Truly. Wow. The morning dawned with our cove blanketed in mist, the trees hidden behind gauzy walls of fog. Weather reports ranged from showers to clouds.... Read More
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… on wedding insomnia
You can’t sleep either? Okay… shhhhhh…. C’mon…. She’s still asleep. One day to go. Thanks for readin’. As always, come on over to Just Ponderin’s Facebook page to comment.
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… on breaking the news
Blaze – looking uncharacteristically disheveled as she blows her coat (big time) – seems to be taking the whole idea of going to hang at a friend’s house, during... Read More
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… on a wedding garden
The Gardens have been in a bit of scramble around The Inn*, getting ready for their wedding debut. On Saturday. Ya. This Saturday. I mean, I think that I have... Read More
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… on independence (mine… okay and ours)
Sometimes in the midst of the everyday we find ourselves mired in the little picture and, if it seems grim, we believe in the grim. If enough voices are... Read More
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… on advenditures
This morning, super duper early, I headed out on an adventure. Because the other day my friend Chris (a.k.a., ‘ChrisChrisChris‘) called and asked me if I was comfortable getting... Read More
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… on the acting locally thing
Okay… I’ve given up. Maybe one day every single thing will be unpacked and put away… but strategy right now for the wedding is a good one I think…... Read More
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… on signs and flamingos, but mostly signs
It all started with a pink, plastic bird – one of those ones with funky metal sticks for legs, so you can stand them in your dirt. Now. I... Read More
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… on touching dreams
So… you know we moved to Maine. Well… I know I know I moved to Maine. No… it’s not the boxes still unpacked in my bedroom (I’m ignoring them, hoping they... Read More
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… on landslides and new landscapes
There’s this song that’s been following me around for about a year, maybe a little more. Creepily showing up at the oddest times, sometimes with grating frequency. The Dixie... Read More