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… on life marching
The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) – are tumbling in the dryer.... Read More
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… on hopetimism
I am an optimist. But not just an optimist. I’m an optimist who dances with hope on a regular basis. Smooshing it all together, I’m a hopetimist. The thing... Read More
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… on kicking off summ-ah
As you can see, green is happening. Also there is some purply-pink in the form of a certain rhododendron who lives just outside the boundaries of this particular shot.... Read More
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… on bird food and wonders
This morning, I texted a photo of these oranges to a friend and included the label, “Bird food”. I knew she’d get it. We’ve traded our successes – and... Read More
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… on that elusive ‘next to godliness’ thing
This post was going to be professionally illustrated. I drew the amoeba, and then the red circle with a line through it. Then I selected my super duper special... Read More
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… on the hound’s way
Yesterday I wandered ’round the house And I wept I wept for those so certain That they are terrified I wept for those so certain That they are furious... Read More
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… on the coming spring
The timing of spring is relative in midcoast Maine. While others anticipate the days that fall in and around the twenty-first of March, we scoff. Maybe… maybe… that will bring... Read More
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… on anticipation (a.k.a., faith)
In the first week of the President’s request for us to stay at home for fifteen days to ‘flatten the curve’, I made the decision to have fresh flowers... Read More
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… on the downside of labels
My Inner Introvert is being bullied… By my Oppositional Reflex. It’s like they are both sitting in the back seat of my brain (which, in this case, bears a striking... Read More
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… on walking and chewing gum
“… but I can’t complain.” Sure you can. As a matter of fact, go right ahead. I mean, don’t throw a hissy fit or anything, but have at it…... Read More
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… on kicking ‘but’
I grew up poor. Now. I recognize, very well, that ‘poor’ is relative. I was ‘that kid’ at school, with the dirty/ripped/stained/badly sized clothing and free lunch card. My... Read More