The First of Many by Some

The small turtles emerge from their soft opaque eggs. They push their noses up above the sand and in turn make mad dashes across the beach down to the ocean beyond. They have no… Continue reading

Moving Home

I have returned to my parents home. I have moved all my books, clothing, artwork, half knitted scarves and various kitchenware from my cozy space in Northampton to my parents’  living room floor.… Continue reading

The Story, My Story.

“Who owns the story, the person who lives it or the person who write it?” -Roxana Robinson, “The Right to Write”, New York Times I came across this article yesterday while reading other opinion pieces in… Continue reading

Rabbit Rabbit

I tried to warn you earlier and fear it may be too late. Something tells me that you, dear reader, have already spoken today. Did you whisper “good morning,” rubbing Sunday morning sleep from your eyes or leave… Continue reading

L is (now) for the way…

I loath snow in April. In case you haven’t read my previous post about the turning of the seasons and the abundance of love, you might want to hold off. You know…in case… Continue reading

L is for the way…

The world is in love.  At dusk, soft voices blend in marshland harmony and their chorus is lifted from the soggy earth up over the hills growing in number and strength. Each male voice… Continue reading

Living with your questions

March has arrived. The fickle weather pendulum lingers briefly on sunny afternoon before swinging wildly back to January cold and freezing rain. Sometimes spring feels so far away… One of my wonderful housemates… Continue reading

Sweet things

My life is feeling jumbled recently. I moved back into a cubical after a brief stint sharing an office with two fabulous windows and natural light. Our little house on Henry St. had… Continue reading

Short, sweet and NOW

Imagine my life as a house. And imagine Ray Bradbury walked into that house unannounced and proclaimed, “2014 is going to be different. You might not be happy all the time or find… Continue reading

Planned walk down memory lane

In anticipation of the new year, I’ve purchased tiny pink cans of champagne, a blank Moleskin planner and a new purple ballpoint pen. With only two days left to overindulge in Christmas cookies and… Continue reading

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