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
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… on an anchor
By this time, in mid-October-years-past, I would have had The Disposable Shack* decorated to the nines. What is ‘decorated to the nines’? That number seems rather... Read More
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… on acorns and oaks
There is a college a wee bit south of us… Okay, eleven hours south. Fifteen if there are multiple pile-ups on i95, somewhere around... Read More
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… on that half smile
Gabe has had a thing for shoes, pretty much from his womb-period. Swear to Gawd, the kid was born knowing how to spell ‘Nike’…... Read More
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… on great adventures
The baby. The last one. In years gone by, I’ve packed cars to the brim and tucked two… and a half… kids into them.... Read More
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… on moving considerations
This season in Maine began earlier, and more hustle-y and bustle-y, than any of my seasons here that I can recall. And it has been... Read More
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… on the arms, and genes, of the angels
It is a long held notion that we pass down not only physical traits like eye color and nose shape and handedness to... Read More
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… on a letter to my kid as he graduates college
Hey kid, Wow. I know you’re out there, in that sea of caps and gowns. Sitting. Waiting. Listening to people tell you how honored... Read More
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… on new lights (not so simple)
This light’s not mine This light is new The old one broke (By you know who). A ball kicked high A ball kicked low... Read More
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… on craze and contemplation; last leaving the nest
My life has been reduced to piles. And boxes. And more piles. And a list (or seven). This month, Number One Son Sam will... Read More