‘Tis the season . . .

      Now that Thanksgiving is over it’s full steam ahead to the next big holiday. And for me it’s even more complicated because all three of my children have birthdays between Thanksgiving and Christmas. So once I’m done with one...
Becoming a Photographer

Becoming a Photographer

I didn’t think much about photography until 5 years ago. I was going on my first trip to Paris! Paris, one of the most beautiful cities in the world. I didn’t even own a camera, so two weeks before I left I went out and bought myself my first point-and-shoot. I land...

grace

“I started a story one time about a woman who was living in a tree.  It seems she had accidentally moved there, having gone outdoors one day and just not wanted to go back in.  She liked living up higher and she liked that the tree cleaned itself.  She “grocery...

The Change

Things are changing. I can’t put my finger on specifically what it is. But I feel it when I wake up in the morning. I hear it in the rustle of the breeze through the trees. I see it in the color of the leaves. There’s a pregnant pause. A calm before the...

You Don’t Always Have to Choose

I’ve been reading a book called “One Person/Multiple Careers: The Original Guide to the Slash Career (Volume 1)” by Marci Alboher. I can’t recall where I heard about it, but the concept was intriguing enough for me to buy it. Much of the book contains narratives of...

siblings

I spent time Sunday with my siblings – two brothers and a sister.  We gathered in rural New Hampshire to spread what remained of my mother’s ashes in the old family cemetery across from our childhood home. The four of us stood together briefly under a mottled autumn...

Writing Slump

I’m in a writing slump. By slump I mean I don’t want to do it. Instead, I wander around Target. I look up recipes on Pinterest.  I work on perfecting my tweets. I drive to Starbucks for coffee. I check Facebook. I read email. I contemplate getting a job. But there is...

Americana

While on my way home from running errands one Saturday morning in  March I drove down my town’s main street and was treated to quite a display of Americana. Lined up and down the street were fire trucks that were paired up across from one another and “holding” an...

Over Our Heads

I’ve often felt much like Kim describes in “Over Our Heads.” But I know the magic happens when we step outside of our comfort zone. And believe me, it’s really cool when you get a glimpse of the possibilities. I’m headed to Seattle for...

kissing

“The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.” ― Alice Munro, Runaway Yesterday’s prompt got me thinking and writing about kissing. What was his name – maybe Arthur or Jay or Jared?  I don’t so much remember his name as I remember the...

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