Hawksley Workman’s gorgeously mournful “Autumn’s Here” keeps playing in my head, altho’ I’m so far refusing to actually pull out the CD. Besides the jellyfish washing up on the beach and the blackberries ripening faster…
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I love the flexibility of this blog-writing — in fact, I’m rediscovering that I love writing itself. Because I have this outlet, I tend to push little thoughts into coalescence. Random observations spin themselves into…
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Okay, first it was a surprise wasps’ nest. Then I found this on the beach when I paddled home the other morning. It’s really quite beautiful, isn’t it? Here’s a closer look:And then here it…
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My son commented on the phone the other evening that he’d read my latest blog post and thought it was cool that we were doing the 100-mile diet. I reminded him that what I’d said…
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I’m paraphrasing Zoom at Sea, a wonderful children’s book by Tim Wynne-Jones. I can’t look up the exact quotation ’cause the book’s long gone to the bookshelves of my grown-up daughter, but I think I’m…
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