I was bribed to go to the high school reunion. Bribed with the promise of apple pie and homemade ice cream at the Mountain Creamery in Woodstock, Vermont. Bribed by covered bridges in Cornwall and pumpkin stands all along route 7. Bribed by classic Salt box homes in Stockbridge, … [Read more...]
Summer Pleasures
The mid-way point of summer is a time of particular happiness. However, I am still finding it hard to write, especially with the research necessary to write about the Pilgrimage to Provence. These days my writing consists of freewriting about my sister, about the nature of loss … [Read more...]
May My Mind Come Alive Today
May my mind come alive today To the invisible geography That invites me to new frontiers To break the dead shell of yesterday, To risk being disturbed and changed. May I have the courage today To live the life that I would love. To postpone my dream no longer But … [Read more...]
Writing Redux
When you have a blog, a big part of the fun is finding like-minded souls whose writing you love. Sure, I read the newspapers but they give me a big headache. Apart from books, I look for entertaining blogs. Two engaging sites that I follow are: Women who run with Delphiniums … [Read more...]
The Garden is to the Gardener…
The Song is to the Singer and comes back most to him... --Walt Whitman from Song of Myself When you are a gardener, you must consider that friend and foe alike come daily to the gates of the city. The gardener must be vigilant and welcoming, but fearsome to strangers with … [Read more...]
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