Oh, the forbidden… How it draws us. Forbidden people. Forbidden activities. Forbidden… Garages. A little over a week ago, a large dumpster arrived on... Read More
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… on a multimedia behavioral study (ish)
I just read another one of the bazillion (or so) articles out there that point to the internet or social media or access to a keyboard,... Read More
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… on sweet snow… and snow
Yesterday morning, JoHn and I woke up and decided to head over to Cafe du Monde. Our flight didn’t leave until noon, and... Read More
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… on an easter challenge accepted
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More
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… on hailing the heroes of the in-betweens
Yesterday I drove to Maine to check on the renovations being done at The Inn. It had been a busy week and, as I... Read More
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… on seeing oneself in the mirror (or reflections on lunacy)
Oh dear Lord. Do you think if you see yourself clearly in the mirror and crack yourself up that it is going to result in... Read More
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… on photographing an essence
I was playing with some pics of the dogs this morning, and brought this one of Blaze down to the basic of basics. Cropped... Read More
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… on saying so long to the bicep
This week was a down week. A spring cold came in for a landing, super slowly and day by day until I was absolutely... Read More
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… on the wait for a window
When we bought the house in Maine, more than a decade ago, and set to work on renovating it, one of the places we... Read More
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… on found stuff (and evening the score)
Dear Sam, I know! Cool right?! It’s a mousetrap! There are five little holes drilled in the side, beneath each steel thing-a-ma-bub. You push the... Read More
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… on coming back (sexy back)
Achilles tendons are dicks. No seriously. They are not nice and friendly tendons, they are fakers. Hanging out, on the back of your feet,... Read More
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… on the absence of mom-credit
Recently I sent Number One Son Sam a text, accosting him with my love… And, being a dutiful son, he acknowledged my message within a... Read More