Yesterday we boarded a plane to New Orleans, where Number One Son Sam has a big and huge requirement before he graduates from Loyola... Read More
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… on spring’s reminder
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was... Read More
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… on an easter challenge accepted
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More
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… on seeing oneself in the mirror (or reflections on lunacy)
Oh dear Lord. Do you think if you see yourself clearly in the mirror and crack yourself up that it is going to result in... Read More
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… on photographing an essence
I was playing with some pics of the dogs this morning, and brought this one of Blaze down to the basic of basics. Cropped... Read More
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… on the wait for a window
When we bought the house in Maine, more than a decade ago, and set to work on renovating it, one of the places we... Read More
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… on found stuff (and evening the score)
Dear Sam, I know! Cool right?! It’s a mousetrap! There are five little holes drilled in the side, beneath each steel thing-a-ma-bub. You push the... Read More
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… on coming back (sexy back)
Achilles tendons are dicks. No seriously. They are not nice and friendly tendons, they are fakers. Hanging out, on the back of your feet,... Read More
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… on ‘the other’ body of water
I don’t know if I’ve ever shared pics of the ‘other body of water’ on our street in Maine, which is kind of odd... Read More
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… on warm rocks
So there is this cool thing that happens outside the Maine house in the early spring, when the ice isn’t very thick in our... Read More
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… on life’s strangeness and wonder
Even when I’m ‘okay’ with someone leaving, whether in life or in death, there is still pondering necessary. That noodling that happens when I... Read More
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