and so it begins
Andrea’s Facebook comment when I wrote about our hike up Tunk and seeing a BEAR on Blackswoods rounding a corner near Fox Pond didn’t even mention meeting Lili enjoying a complimentary rum spice with...
how does it feel
like a rolling stone on the radio this morning sat in my car in the parking lot of Taunton River Furniture listening to the words for once it’s not in me anymore to write...
dreamt of the lost
in a dream hallway lined with classrooms heard Gail’s voice in a room greeting Eli with joy heard them talking happily moving from room to room I was afraid, hesitant I didn’t know what...
nomadic life
I have a house here now but still feel quite nomadic trying something new tonight taking the Taiwan call at Deb’s what could go wrong? joined conference call – check network password worked –...
in a fog, in a bubble
usually very self-absorbed what’s happening to me today thinking of others Kehben’s dog Tinkerbell dying of cancer Jacob Wetterling, 11 years old, abused, murdered Standing Rock standoff, the Protectors defending the water in spite...
turkey welcome wagon
visited lately by wild turkeys a flock of – count ’em – 35 or 36 this evening’s drama, a buck strolls through the flock, a tom objects little tiff ensues, nothing serious buck can’t...
blue hill fair
sunday afternoon sketching at the Blue Hill Fair mostly I sketch people – today, people and their animals goats, oxen, steers, cows, pigs, goats, geese a couple of distance views of the busy carnival...