I want a freakin’ chicken. No, I’m not kidding. I want a chicken. I want several. A gaggle or a flock or a peck or whatever it is you... Read More
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… on big boy pig piles
Little boys tend to fall into one of two categories. They are dinosaur kids, or truck kids. I’m not saying that the same kid can’t enjoy dinosaurs and trucks... Read More
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… on sociopaths and psychopaths (there is a difference)
Once upon a time in or about the year 2000, my dear husband and I had a conversation over a cup of coffee on one of those rare, quiet... Read More
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… on old houses not quite empty
When one impulsively purchases an old house, the feeling of elation is quickly followed (and when I say ‘quickly’, I mean specifically the amount of time between agreeing to... Read More
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… on mr. holland
There is a house, across the cove from mine, on an island snuggled in the mid coast of Maine. We, my nearly perfect husband and I, found this island... Read More
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… on oddballs and tennis balls
See that guy up there? Oddball. It isn’t his name. It’s just him. I don’t even know his name. But I’ve seen him nearly every Thursday morning in the... Read More
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… on rocky balboa (at 11 months)
This is the raw photo of the champ. Eventually it will make its way, in black and white, onto a full-blown movie poster. There will be big, white capital... Read More
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… on a name for a dog
Once upon a day in-or-about the year 1999, I found myself pulling off an exit on Route 95 and into the parking lot of a state liquor store in... Read More
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… on watching television
Every morning in Maine, I come downstairs and my very first chore is to move around the house, opening up the windows and let the super clear, salty air... Read More
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… on t and marshal (part two)
I’ve never written a ‘part two’ to anything before. How do you start this? I was just watching Gilmore Girls and the episode started with, “Previously on Gilmore Girls”... Read More
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… on t and marshal (part one)
Did you know that there was a study done recently that showed that Facebook can contribute to depression? Yep. Now, I have to add a quick caveat here and... Read More
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… on gardens (and getting to Maine)
Approximately 8 years ago, my nearly perfect husband and I were in the midst of continuing a decade-long search for ‘The Maine House”. He had grown up in Leave-It-To-Beaverville... Read More