In Maine, my bedroom windows face a body of water known as Townsend Gut. I know, I know. I’ve said before that it’s not... Read More
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… on a quiet word to music parents (shhh, don’t tell!)
Okay. Firstly…. Breathe. It looks like little Johnny’s or Susie’s interest in the drums, or sax, or bass… Or guitar, or piano, or clarinet,... Read More
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… on journals and the phases of grief (for…journaling)
The other day a friend said to me something I have heard many, many times in my life. She said, “Well, you are really... Read More
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… on now that I can’t have it, I want it (a poem)
Oh where, oh where, is that new fallen snow? The stuff of romance, of winter’s big show The fluffy soft white stuff, that blows to... Read More
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… on what could be a tragic miscarriage of justice
Anyone notice anything wrong with the Nearly Perfect Husband’s signature above? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Well, allow me to help you out. His title is wrong.... Read More
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… on being a blind dog, fred style
We have long known that Fred’s vision is suspect, at best. Though he insisted, time and again, that there really was a tree frog, stuck... Read More
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… on a christmas miracle and one happy donkey
Let’s get right to it, shall we? The Christmas Miracle is not that I woke up today and feel a bit better because there... Read More
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… on hugs from a room
I have had not a lot, and I’ve had a lot. I kind of like the ‘a lot’. Not talking about stuff here. I’m talking... Read More
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… on christmas swans kicking freaky mannequin arse
When I was very small, going to Boston to ride in the Swan Boats was a thing. The Swan Boats are these pontoon-type boats... Read More
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… on never actually having been indicted
I am a big chalkboard fan. I can honestly say – and my niece, Courtney-also-known-as-Court-and-Mort can totally confirm this, and she can claim the... Read More
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… on finding the magic each year
I have a tin calendar hanging on my wall. It’s one of those Christmas countdown calendars, and has a vintage-y image of Santa carefully... Read More
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… on snow magic. inside.
The smell of turkey and cranberries and stuffing and far too many pieces of pie are still fresh in my memory, but I’m ready.... Read More