Yesterday was gorgeous here on the island. The sun rose over a lowering tide, and I was later than usual to answer the call... Read More
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… on suddenly autumn
We got to Maine this year, accompanied by our furniture, clothing, and far too many large, plastic containers stuffed with everything from Christmas decorations to... Read More
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… on shoulds and sharks
Okay. See that above? That is a completely legal, totally licensed piece of art that I made up when I first began justponderin-dot-com. The image... Read More
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… on attention deficit during an eclipse
Didja hear?! There was an eclipse! No, I’m not kidding – it happened yesterday. It wasn’t widely reported so only a few people who... Read More
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… on caring and therapy from beyond
Fred was Grampa’s dog. Well, I mean, we fed him and took him to the vets and stuff. But he was Grampa’s dog. It... Read More
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… on a phone stack inspired ramble
Yesterday we – Gabe, Sam, Disney-Princess-Avery, and I – headed over to Freeport-Maine-Home-of-LLBean-and-many-other-outlet-stores. And in between making Sam try on shorts, awaiting our approval, Avery’s search... Read More
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… on this happening
Was it really two weeks ago… That I was fluffing your dress, my beautiful daughter Daddy’s little girl. Did it all really happen… Realizing... 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 what (and when) we cannot see
A few days ago, we tumbled out of bed early to make the ferry to Monhegan Island. Mac, Jack, Klack, Lack, Nack, Ouack, Pack,... Read More
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… on a wedding garden
The Gardens have been in a bit of scramble around The Inn*, getting ready for their wedding debut. On Saturday. Ya. This Saturday. I... 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 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