So. I’ve held off on this for a while, but now I think it’s time. I’m not sure how you’ll feel about me once... Read More
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… on a sleepover (and homecoming)
Okay, this is more than a one-night sleepover. This (^that) is Hippo. We tend to pronounce the ‘i’ as a hard ‘double-e’… as in... Read More
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… on the sun rising again
September is a glorious month here in midcoast Maine. The air is crisp and, here at The Inn, often smells of the ocean… and... Read More
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… on jerk ducks
No, silly. That is not a jerk duck right there, that is ChickHen. She is looking sad-ish because this morning I went outside and... Read More
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… on loons and kurt vonnegut
Oh, I know. Loon-atic. I spotted that guy from the window yesterday afternoon as the sun was sinking to the bottom of the sky.... Read More
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… on the bistro in winter
Heeeeeeeee’s baaaaaaaaaaack. Oh, I know. This… this is what I saw when I stepped outside, onto the farmers porch, the other morning. Side note: Houzz... Read More
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… on the peace of the present
I took this pic in the pink light of early this morning. It’s not a perfect shot of the dove’s head, but that was... Read More
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… on insta-dad
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 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 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