The Old Yankee Man, also known as ‘Grampa’, is home. And he is also bionic, because he has a brand-y new pacemaker. I have... Read More
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… on wrinkled hearts
I have decided that, when my being is challenged by fear or threatened loss, or loss itself, my heart does not break. It does... Read More
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… on signs, signs, everywhere premature signs
I was in Maine for a couple of days this week, surveying the black hole that is not really a black hole, especially not... Read More
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… on meeting ms. matty
Sometimes, when I take my time and pay attention, the best things happen. This afternoon, Gabe, the self-proclaimed perfect boy was volunteering with a... Read More
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… on death considerations and writing
Yesterday I went to visit my friends in New York and we spent a lot of the time there talking about writing and the... Read More
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… on a crooked path toward a creative life
Yesterday afternoon, I was turning into my driveway, and the light was just right. My trusty camera was on the seat next to me.... Read More
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… on a sheepish husband and blind fred
Last night, the Nearly Perfect Husband came huffing and puffing into the Living Room. He was snow-covered and holding a shovel in his hand.... Read More
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… on ‘cooking’ and cooking
Marshal Dillon Dingle does not cook. Oh, sure. Sometimes Marshal Dillon Dingle thinks about cooking. Photographic proof: See? But, in actuality he does not really... Read More
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… on real life magic (and joy)
It’s snowing again. This time, the weather prognosticators are saying we’ll get another foot, maybe more, on top of the three feet we got... Read More
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… on a morning in chic and trendy dunstable
This morning we woke up to blue skies in Chic and Trendy Dunstable and, after dropping Self-Proclaimed Perfect Boy Gabe off at school, I... Read More
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… on a theory of relativity and ‘the great blizzard of 2015’
When we moved to Australia in 1995, ‘we’ were me, the Nearly Perfect Husband, First Born Mac (then 2 1/2) and Number One Son Sam (having... Read More
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… on when they get it right (ish)
This morning when we woke up, there was snow. Kind of a lot of snow. We had been hearing that it was coming. And... Read More