Oh how I love this time of year. Crispness paddles out slowly in mid to late August, riding the waves of air in during... Read More
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… on an eclipse (and more) nearly missed
That’s an eclipse right there. Oh, you can’t really tell – in that the sun is strutting its all powerful self – but the... Read More
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… on cloud water memories
Early yesterday morning I stepped from cool granite to dewed grass, making my way down to the water. It was pre-dawn, the colors just... Read More
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… on beauty in dark and light
Yesterday morning, the water beneath and beyond our dock was filled with fog. It cast a veil over the recently risen sun, the effect... 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 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 blooming and resting (and budding)
Some – not all – just some crabapple trees work so hard blooming up a storm one year, they need a longer-than-twelve-month break before... 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 not waiting for the tripod
The other night the snow was still falling and landing softly on all the other flakes that had already bedded down. I’d been looking... Read More
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… on a decade of service
Today is HRH The Princess Bunny Blaze’s tenth birthday. I was not there on the day of her birth. But I was there, three... Read More
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… on yawns from screams
Small round snowflakes float on air Bouncing, Seuss-like, here… and there. All the while the blue sky beams And I dream of yawns replacing... Read More
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… on who transcended who
In the midst of a holiday season that sprinkled warmth and joy with pandemical particulates in each of our peripheral visions… A text. Two... Read More