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 ‘getting’ a place
As I write this morning, Maine still exists in darkness outside my screen porch. The post lantern is on, as is the one that... Read More
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… on good stuff in action
The world is an awful place. We are divided. They are the problem. If it weren’t for them. In the old days we looked... Read More
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… on an incorrigible toddler
So. You know how sometimes, when your kids are little, and you have one of those days when they look really good. Like, you have... Read More
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… on an unexpected christmas gift
So it was Christmas Eve, and I was all excited. But also behind. As in I had one more bed to make and a... Read More
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… on christmastime uncurated
I love old radiators. When we bought The Inn*, there was a lot of broken… floors… windows… ceilings… I don’t mean, ‘sort of not... Read More
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… on warm and welcomed distractions
I’d been working on a writing piece on and off all day yesterday, and it was kicking my butt big time. No idea why,... Read More
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… on breakfast sounds (poem)
Breakfast Sounds They are ambient… the people Chairs pulled out, scooched in Napkins unfolded onto laps Babes reaching for everything Shiny spoons offered As distractions,... Read More
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… on kicking off summ-ah
As you can see, green is happening. Also there is some purply-pink in the form of a certain rhododendron who lives just outside the... Read More
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… on the coming spring
The timing of spring is relative in midcoast Maine. While others anticipate the days that fall in and around the twenty-first of March, we... Read More
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… on not washing the dang door
I just want to say… I’m not washing the dang door. The other day, I read an article about making one’s home more welcoming. I... Read More
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… on a prep parade
I told you I would write about it and so here I yam! Okay, so there was this parade. But here is the preamble: We... Read More