Mental-Pause I’m hot then not and then I’m freezing I sense my moods might not be pleasing I threaten lives, limbs; mind a’ seizing And in the next sentence I’m appeasing.... Read More
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… on a dog’s dream job
A while ago, I noticed that Marshal Dillon Dingle was showing an increased interest in alcohol. So I called him over for a little chat. I asked him if... Read More
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… on a path full of lessons
I was talking to a rather significant person in my life this morning. She’d received some unsettling medical news recently and has been busy processing it all. It’s one... Read More
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… on being married to a superhero
Tonight the nearly perfect husband declared that he could totally lead a group of geese from Canada to South Carolina. As a little girl. With a New Zealand accent.... Read More
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… on the cherishability of crazed days
Yesterday I was out the door and headed for the combo farmers’ market/cheese shop/wine and craft beer shop/nut and gourmet food stand/florist and nursery that I properly call Idlewilde... Read More
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… on ‘oh my gawd oh my gawd oh my gawd….’
Oh my Gawd oh my Gawd oh my Gawd… OH MY GAWD THE ULTIMATE HOLIDAY PLANNER JUST ARRIVED! ULTIMATE! Okay, see that flower arrangement on the front cover? Totally... Read More
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… on not being a good movie critic (i reveal everything)
I recently discovered the most wonderful movie. Okay, there were probably a few people who knew about it before me, but I am so glad I stumbled across it,... Read More
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… on paying attention
Today I read a blog post from an emerging writer and it spoke to my heart and my brain and my soul… it spoke to me. She wrote of... Read More
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… on new family additions
This past weekend I went to a really cool place (The author, Jon Katz and his wife, artist Maria Wulf, hosted an open house at their Bedlam Farm in the... Read More
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… on being the change
Every year as September becomes comfortable in New England, a teeny tiny Island in the middle of a small pond reaches out to the spiritual and natural powers that are.... Read More
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… on holding out for a hero
Prologue: This. Is our patio. This patio has been here, at the Disposable Shack, every day… since we moved in… in 2004. That’s ten years and six months of patio... Read More
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… on seeing for miles and miles (but hearing motown)
I was a teenager in the late seventies into the early 80s. Yep. Big hair (cheaply home-permed) Hair sprayed into a helmet. Sweatshirt off the shoulder. Leg warmers. Massive... Read More