There is nothing like getting ready to move that shows you what an impractical human being you are… which could be another term for intervention-bound hoarder. There is just... Read More
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… on hunting season and blending in
Okay, sure. Clocks weren’t melting and I didn’t wake up with a skinny, long and somewhat disturbing mustache. But the point is I could have. Seriously. To fit in, I may... Read More
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… on taking time to smell the offices
When I was a younger version of me, still in my teens, I was going to community college and had signed up with a ‘temp agency’ for some summer... Read More
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… on a college boy’s girl
She watched with great confidence as Her Boy got busy earlier in the summer. She checked on Him as He sorted through the clothes and socks and shoes in... Read More
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… on acorns and oaks
There is a college a wee bit south of us… Okay, eleven hours south. Fifteen if there are multiple pile-ups on i95, somewhere around Washington, D.C. where I’m pretty... Read More
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… on that half smile
Gabe has had a thing for shoes, pretty much from his womb-period. Swear to Gawd, the kid was born knowing how to spell ‘Nike’… along with ‘cleat’, ‘sneaker’, ‘dress... Read More
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… on different perspectives, same place
If you follow the trees from the left to the right… you can see a break in the pines and spruce. Sort of a flat spot. That’s the bridge to... Read More
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… on a welcome sense of otherness
I know. Very cool. When I was getting these photos ready to put up, I actually googled the difference between ‘fog’ and ‘mist’, because I first typed ‘Mystical Morning’... Read More
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… on a visitor’s return home
Spike! He’s all adult-y! I knew he’d be back. Last year we had some rather interesting initial indications of his presence (made known in particularly impactful style to one Marshal... Read More
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… on great adventures
The baby. The last one. In years gone by, I’ve packed cars to the brim and tucked two… and a half… kids into them. Heading off for college move-in... Read More
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… on my heart’s place
My heart fits here Between fog and air Over quiet coves And on waters where The cormorants dive And the ospreys soar While the eagles watch From a distant shore... Read More
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… on what lies beneath
If you are a long time reader, you know my Childhood was far from perfect – not perfectly bad… but complicated enough for it to be pretty cocky in the knowledge... Read More