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Sep 15, 2024 • #maine #summer

Fireflies 8/29/24

Fireflies 8/29/24
I'm still in Maine, where the license plates actually do read "Vacationland".  I still have another week to enjoy my beloved summer spot on this sublime coastline.  While out on my ritual morning walk earlier this week, I found myself listening extra carefully to a lovely little ballad by singer songwriter Lori McKenna, in which she melodically reminisces about catching fireflies "in mayonnaise jars with holes poked on top".  (Have a listen to her sing it here). *  READ MORE

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Jul 15, 2024 • #summer

Enthusiasm 7/15/24

Enthusiasm 7/15/24
So much of life is just diving in.  Well, maybe not if you're hanging wallpaper.  But you know what I mean.   When I found myself newly divorced 14 years ago, I vowed that whenever a friend invited me for a visit - or to do just about anything, really - my reply would be, "Thank you so much, I would love to come!"  (And to all of you who invited me, bless you, and we did have some fun!)  READ  MORE

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Sep 24, 2023 • #fall #summer

9/4/22 Summer Love's Labour Lost

9/4/22 Summer Love's Labour Lost
How is it possibly Labo(u)r Day?   Shakespeare knows, "Summer's lease hath all too short a date."  

As we begin to enter the slow windy curve which chauffeurs us into fall, I think at least some of us are excited - soon we can wear boots and cashmere sweaters on a daily basis!    Scents of the harvest will beckon from the kitchen - roasted delicata squash, baked apples and hearty autumn soups.   Evenings by the fire pit await, along with crisp nights sleeping with the windows wide open.    READ MORE

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Jul 25, 2023 • #martha's vineyard #summer #water

Swimmingly 7/24/23

Swimmingly 7/24/23
One of my favorite summer memories is from a late afternoon in July, about five years back.  It was a blue bird sky day, and I was sitting on a beach on Martha's Vineyard, with my dear friend Beth and her husband.  My flight back to Washington was taking off around 7:00 that evening, and I was dreading leaving what might go down as one of the best beach days of the summer.    Worse still would be dragging my favorites hosts off the beach early, in order for me to take a shower before heading to the airport.    Gazing out towards the few remaining swimmers, a little voice popped into my head, inadvertently channelling my ten year old self, "So what if you don't take a shower before your flight?  What would be so bad that would happen then?"     READ MORE

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