Isn't it self explanatory?
Today. Today is many things. It's a Tuesday. It's a work day. It's another rainy day in November. It's voting day (please tell me this isn't a surprise to you). And today is also the birthday of my book, Rivers and Streams! I wrote it for kids aged 7-10, but anyone who likes nature and… Continue reading Rivers and Streams
Gryfe Thistle Puccini June 6, 2008—October 17, 2018 He was a pal and a friend always We rambled round in the hard ol' days He never cared if I had no dough We rambled round in the rain and snow And here's to you my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy… Continue reading Here’s to you, my rambling boy
Dearest You, Here we are again. Since I last wrote she did, indeed, go to college, and had a fantastic first year, and a happy summer, and now she's back there again, a sophomore and doing well. We miss her like crazy, especially on the weekends, and on the weekdays, and the mornings, and oh… Continue reading In our circles
Five days later and I still can't think about Friday without emotion. It was a long day of ceremony, starting at 8 in the morning with a whole-school awards ceremony followed by Senior Class Day, where my resolve not to cry began to unstitch the moment I heard the first notes of music in the… Continue reading Graduation 2017
They assembled on the green on Thetford Hill for a group photo on Sunday evening in blue and white robes (according to their taste), then went into the church two by two. The program of events had Hyla giving her speech right after the processional, so up she went and hushed the crowd with her… Continue reading Baccalaureate 2017
Don't say anything; you'll just start me crying...
Sometimes the only way to start is just to start. * The cats and I are playing a game today. The game goes like this: they sit on the windowsill to my left, close enough to my ear that I can hear their ears twitch. I get out of my chair and they dash for… Continue reading Stasis
Snow day. Or ice day. The sky was raining frozen pellets at 6 this morning and school called to say stay home. This is H's last semester of high school. This time next year she'll be watching snow fall outside her college dorm window and deciding for herself if it's safe to hike across campus… Continue reading One for the pocket
We held an election on November fourth. We held an inauguration on January 20. We held a march on January 21. I've had months, weeks, and days to get my little duckling thoughts in a row and I find myself still bewildered. But here's a try. Eight years ago this week, we took the week… Continue reading This little light of ours
