I’m not even going to try to cutely ease into this one. JoHn* is on Instagram. No, no. It’s tragic. Like, for me. For... Read More
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… on looking up
When the writer Anne Lamott was 48 hours away from becoming sixty-one years old, she wrote down “every single thing I know as of... Read More
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… on the hat
When the kids were much less tall than they are today, we often read a book by Jan Brett, called The Mitten. It was… well,... Read More
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… on die hard (or dying laughing)
Apparently, we are not alone. I’m not talking about the possibility of life on other planets (that’s already settled science). I’m talking about the... Read More
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… on the rising sun thing
That’s my friend Kim, with a sunrise on her face. Hang on… Oh, here we go. This sunrise… I know. It was pretty great.... Read More
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… on voting here (and hereafter)
Today it is raining – sometimes pouring – onto our little peninsula in Maine. It is also voting day! I know, I know… it’s... Read More
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… on dream days (introvert-style)
Blow me a bubble one without trouble Or people, or small talk noise free To float in, to ponder and let my mind wander... Read More
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… on small boats in big seas
I love this picture. A storyteller, an audience. Chirps and bleeps and ringtones absent. Distracting screens and crowds replaced by the quizzical faces of... Read More
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… on plumbing (and the power of money)
Yep. That is the Nearly Perfect Husband up there. On a lobster (lob-stah) boat. In the midst, and mist, of a very windy and... Read More
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… on flying pigs (and thingamajigs)
A question I never thought I’d have to answer: “Why did you replace your laptop with a trap, Lisa?” Well, I will tell you... Read More
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… on tic, tac, and janet
The other day, I opened the screen door and placed my foot on the first granite step when I saw movement out of the... Read More
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… on the totally extraordinary ordinary
And there it was. A tomato, peeking out from behind a velvety green leaf. Red. Ripe. Ready. And me? Well, I was dancing. Alone... Read More