One of the massive benefits of JoHn being the youngest child was that his sisters and brother all had kids before we did, so we got to watch them... Read More
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… on the definition of home
There’s lots of ‘stuff’ going on in Maine right now. At The Inn (ever-ready caveat: It’s not really an Inn, but it was in the early 1900s, so we... Read More
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… on canceling out a rant
Hi. So… When last we spoke, I was pissy-fied about the whole ‘it’s not spring and it’s supposed to be spring!’ thing. And I left Maine and it was... Read More
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… on chasing spring
Yes, that is light pouring in through the old barn window in Maine. And also a life-preserver. To save me. Because if you look closer at the photo above,... Read More
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… on boulders and caves (or not)
There is an old joke about three fools arriving at the gates of Heaven. Because I have a visual, and rather dramatic brain, I see it this way… St.... Read More
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… on the last marble
He never did have all his marbles. But c’mon, most labs don’t. I mean, who – when dealing with a full set – eats a remote control (batteries included)?... Read More
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… on diminutive domesticated carnivorous mammal remedy
Ya, I meant ‘Puppy Therapy’. But, c’mon, it’s a Monday and it is actually snowing where I am, and I’m a little sigh-ish about that, so I decided to go... Read More
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… on post traumatic rest in order
Fred and I are resting today, because it’s been a trying week. Well, I don’t want to minimize it. It’s been a trying week and five days. A week... Read More
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… on something I saw and something I wished
Please… Love me enough to button my shirt When my fingers won’t function And my hands sometimes hurt And… Smile, don’t sneer, when I can’t find a word Or I... Read More
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… on happenings with a hospitalized Old Yankee Man
The Old Yankee Man, also known as ‘Grampa’, is home. And he is also bionic, because he has a brand-y new pacemaker. I have to say, I’m pretty excited... Read More
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… on wrinkled hearts
I have decided that, when my being is challenged by fear or threatened loss, or loss itself, my heart does not break. It does not crack. It does not... Read More
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… on a day with a teeny bit of over-perspective
Yep. Fred. Forever grateful for anything with cheese mixed in, and this morning’s breakfast was cheesy eggs. He was a happy, happy dog. Right now, having narrowed the ‘something’... Read More