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Therapy from a Stranger

Rumor has it that Kris Kristofferson stumbled into a bar one night, saw a mailman with a guitar on stage – and before you knew it – John Prine stopped delivering mail and became a voice of the people. Now, I won’t go off on a rant here and tell you that John Prine wasContinue reading “Therapy from a Stranger”

Clay

Memories… I can remember back to when I was 2-3 years old. Good memories and bad memories. Big family parties and a small kitchen knife that stuck into my finger when I was washing dishes in my diaper. (I’ll show you the scar.) But my memories are mostly good, because it was mostly good. (And,Continue reading “Clay”

It’s not too late…

The thing about fall – especially, if not exclusively – in New England is that it’s the perfect time to get lost and found – a time to immerse yourself in all of it and let it guide you through without fuss or a set goal in mind. Whether you get into the witchyness ofContinue reading “It’s not too late…”

9.22.21

Summer’s almost gone – and the general consensus in this household is: GOOD! Sure, we have a ton of fun with the longer days and hot weather, but there comes a point where you need to get your feet back under you. Get your head back in it – rely on an alarm clock untilContinue reading “9.22.21”

Cosmic Contradictions

Last night, Thursday August 12th, 2021, we were supposed to get a Perseid Meteor Shower of biblical proportions. We didn’t. We got a great night sky – clear as a glass – sprinkled in wonder – but no shooting stars or any other sort of cosmic occurrence. There will be another chance. There always is…Continue reading “Cosmic Contradictions”

The Saga Of The White Faced Hornets

Saga seem like a strong word for something that only took up a few minutes of each day, for two days. But the whole idea of it – the physicality and possibilities it presented – was living rent free in my brain for a solid day – so, well – saga stays. Saturday, Aug 7Continue reading “The Saga Of The White Faced Hornets”

The Den

Growing up, we had a room in our house that was designated as a catch-all: a place to store things forgotten that you weren’t ready to forget, a place to iron clothes, and a place to hide Christmas presents from prying eyes… It’s also where a majority of our houseplants, in varying stages of theirContinue reading “The Den”

Pileated Maple.. Maybe

There’s an old, dying tree out back that was old and dying when I bought this place a few years ago. It’s upright and alright – but this tree has decayed to the point where it can’t be identified. However, I would assume it’s in the maple family based on its size and what’s growingContinue reading “Pileated Maple.. Maybe”

Foxglove and Daylily: A Tale Of Two Sisters

In the fall, my daughters will take on the next scholastic chapters in both of their young and wonderful lives. Penny, eight this coming August, will go into third grade – which I hear is a real doozy in modern times. It’s probably even more-so being that half of this year past year – andContinue reading “Foxglove and Daylily: A Tale Of Two Sisters”

Jam On (Recipe At The End)

There’s always been a plan to plant things to grow things to sustain us here at our little homestead – and throughout the course of the pandemic, we made some serious headway: 8 Apple Trees (6 that are a sure thing). 10 Blueberry Bushes (8 that are putting out an impressive amount of fruit.. 2Continue reading “Jam On (Recipe At The End)”