Waves have it hard. I mean, we treat them as if they are hard. Especially big ones. They don’t touch or caress or embrace…... Read More
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… on a day and a night of tailgating
The other day I was up early and I can’t remember why. Oh no wait. I was up early to bring Gronk* down to... Read More
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… on rebellious processing
Yesterday was gorgeous here on the island. The sun rose over a lowering tide, and I was later than usual to answer the call... Read More
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… on suddenly autumn
We got to Maine this year, accompanied by our furniture, clothing, and far too many large, plastic containers stuffed with everything from Christmas decorations to... Read More
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… on frames, framing and framed
Years ago, when the Nearly Perfect Husband and I could finally afford food and a roof over our heads (and haircuts… that was big... Read More