The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) –... Read More
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… on an awakening
There is something wondrously cool about Wait. Just to be all kinds of honest and authentic, that – up there ^ – is not... Read More
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… on the flight attendant
That’s me. No, not in the pic. The pic was actually taken the other day, of my favorite little harbor in Maine, Cosy Harbor... Read More
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… on clarity in the midst of bustling joy
The day before yesterday… was it the day before yesterday? I don’t even know. Anyway, one of the days before today, I was writing... Read More
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… on nicknames lived up to
The Disposable Shack. Disposed. Well, not quite. But now I am thinking it was so unfair to refer to this wonderful home as the... Read More
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… on pondering along with an understudy
Meet The Understudy – the at-the-ready stand in for the Sam’s now-crunched automotive star (unable to go on). This is her, prior to meeting her... Read More
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… on life stuff, all of it and all at once… always
This morning we awoke to a pop and the sound of our beloved fan, the one we turn on each night for its pleasing... Read More
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… on dreams of sleeping with the enemy
Okay, here’s how it’s going. Let’s start with the fact that ‘The Disposable Shack’ is an ironic title. It only became ‘disposable’ once we decided... Read More
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… on five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred… legos
Yesterday, the Nearly Perfect Husband (also known in these parts as ‘Daddy’ (Marshal), ‘Fah-sah’ (Gabe), ‘But Daaaaad’ (Mac), and – depending on what he... Read More
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… on a new tradition
I have two nieces whom I refer to as my practice kids. And, now that they are all grown up and have responsible jobs... Read More
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… on my-byself, but not
This morning I tumbled out of bed, nearly literally. All my-byself. It was early, and JoHn has been away for an unexpectedly long time... Read More
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… on the dark side of a photo shoot
When I started writing here, I knew that – even though I might want to write about the people in my life sometimes – I didn’t... Read More