It’s early… cool… humid. The gardens’ heady scents, joined by saltwater, are invisible joys cast from, it seems, all directions. I am not fooled.... Read More
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… on pride-ing and falling again (dammit)
So. This whole ‘pride goeth-ing before the fall’ thing is getting old. Allow me to amend my previous statement. This whole ‘pride goeth-ing before... Read More
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… on hope and plants along a day
One of the cool things that I get to experience each season, here in midcoast Maine, is the admiration – via my computer screen... Read More
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… on an eclipse (and more) nearly missed
That’s an eclipse right there. Oh, you can’t really tell – in that the sun is strutting its all powerful self – but the... Read More
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… on cooking with granny
This morning I was awake just as the sky was beginning to glow in the east. We’re having friends to dinner tonight so I... Read More
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… on a translation of danish to dingle
When I run the Danish word, ‘hygge’ (pronounced ‘hoo-gah’ or ‘hew-gah’), through my computer’s de facto translator, it decodes to ‘coziness’. In definitions, and... Read More
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… on phantom kid syndrome
This morning, my beautiful niece (and mother of my Practice Grandkids) sent me a funny meme that captured the craziness of the holidays. It... Read More
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… on lessons in the sillies
Light dancing on wind-rippled peaks… we Dingles refer to this as ‘sparkle water’. There is also ‘sparkle snow’, But this requires snow, and is... Read More
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… on the sun rising again (again)
*** This morning, I was listening to the radio. It was one of the satellite radio vintage rock stations, and I’d just finished listening to... Read More
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… on some very belated support
Having a blog and also having friends (which I highly recommend) can lead straight into awkward on some occasions. Like, let’s say my friend... Read More
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… on a whale of a time
Sunday is Day of Rest. JoHn – the Nearly Perfect Husband – and I (and certain deities) are all in on this concept. We... Read More
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… on cloud water memories
Early yesterday morning I stepped from cool granite to dewed grass, making my way down to the water. It was pre-dawn, the colors just... Read More