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 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 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 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
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… on anticipation (a.k.a., faith)
In the first week of the President’s request for us to stay at home for fifteen days to ‘flatten the curve’, I made the... Read More
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… on daily traditions
Each morning, JoHn gives The Report. The Report goes something like this: “There are two doves on the bird bath and they have no... Read More
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… on the importance of content
I received a box from Amazon in the mail last week and was very excited that I remembered exactly what was inside of it... 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 whole new worlds
She probably saw some snow, I think, in the two-ish years she lived in the Oklahoma countryside. But did she wake up to find... Read More