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… on appreciating the whole show
A couple of weeks ago, just after late afternoon rain, I got a text from my friend from across the cove. It was a... Read More
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… on the lovings from, and of, a dawg
Every afternoon, usually between 2:00 and 3:00, JoHn heads into town to pick up a coffee and have a chat with the folks who... Read More
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… on whispers from within
Here are the samenesses between Monet and his gardens at Giverny and me and my gardens in Maine. *Monet and I are/were/who-knows-may-be-again humans. *Monet... Read More
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… on maintenance mode
A few seconds ago, I logged into this very space to write a new post and there was a message, which was pretty much... Read More
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… on life marching
The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) –... Read More
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… on hopetimism
I am an optimist. But not just an optimist. I’m an optimist who dances with hope on a regular basis. Smooshing it all together,... 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 bird food and wonders
This morning, I texted a photo of these oranges to a friend and included the label, “Bird food”. I knew she’d get it. We’ve... Read More
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… on that elusive ‘next to godliness’ thing
This post was going to be professionally illustrated. I drew the amoeba, and then the red circle with a line through it. Then I... Read More
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… on the hound’s way
Yesterday I wandered ’round the house And I wept I wept for those so certain That they are terrified I wept for those so... 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