I have said (well, typed), more than once on these pages, that no one – not me or you or that guy over there... Read More
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… on midcoast island introductions
A few days have gone by since the coronation of HRH Princess Belle of Dingle, and I figured it was time that she begin... Read More
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… on being in it together
The greys, the blacks, the blues, the reds They land amongst my flower beds All covered now, with mounds of white A singing songing... Read More
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… on a feathered bottom
My friends like animal bums. Okay. Photos of animal bums. And they like them very much. One has even dreamt (or threatened) a coffee table... Read More
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… on dingle diner, expanded
This morning, after putting out food and fresh water at the newest incarnation of Dingle Diner (and announcing that breakfast was served), only little... 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 a helpful nudge toward enchantment
Sometimes, in the midst of a busy mind and heart, Wonder grabs us by the throat. Catching our breath on the intake and stopping... Read More
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… on preparations for 500
I got a message from a friend recently, along the lines of “Uh… where are you and what are you doing, dork?!” My brain... Read More
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… on magic (swan and otherwise)
When I was in New Orleans last week, I was so excited to see a swan gliding through the waters of Audubon Park. Sure,... Read More
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… on beauty in the dark
Last night, the moonlight was playfully haunting. I was tired, and barefoot, and quietly turning lights off downstairs. My mind was on a bed... Read More
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… on more so(s) and a sign
Maine’s winter crop is Gossypium nivis. I know, right?! I sound so botanical! I’ll write more about my attempts to be more botanical in... Read More