1. Message seen on my Akismet WordPress spam filter: “What the heck is ham doing on my blog? I’m a vegetarian,” which made me wonder what computer ham is, maybe spam that’s conceited? 2. Good tea and good beer are like twins that I love equally for completely different reasons. 3. They’re like bookends, like […]
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In the spirit of my brother Danny who died in 2001, I went to his 40th year class reunion while in town to help out my mother in Hull this month. The strange line-up that began the crashing of the class of 1970’s reunion began with the crashing of a party for the class of […]
The beach at sunset is the Louvre of nature A Sistine Chapel of sky A Maxfield Parrish of pink-lined clouds over a Timothy Leary of tide The beach at sunset is a great romance of Mona Lisa moon and Van Gogh sun Where Lovers stroll and paddle surfers sweep the deep end of ocean Painting […]
It must be my Irish DNA that makes me love tea over coffee and dark beer over wine. A pub and a tea shop have a lot in common for those who enjoy a good brew. I’m drawn by the intoxicating flavors, the alluring aromas, the warm and cold, the clear amber tones. […]
1. I recently drove by my brother Jimmy’s house here in Hull (He died in 2001.), admiring the landscaping in his front yard and wondering which shrubs were the ones he planted the spring before he died. There was no forewarning of his death, but Jim had a fatalistic personality and I remember him telling […]
AKA: Under the influence of blueberry beer More playing Wordless Wednesday HERE. Another box of grass HERE.
While everyone in Floyd was jubileeing to the town’s second annual Jubilee celebration, reading poetry at the third Saturday Spoken Word Open Mic, celebrating The Floyd Country Store’s 100 year anniversary or the Dogtgown Pizza Roadhouse’s Grand Opening, I was crashing a party for the class of 1967 (the class above mine with all the […]
“The ghosts are here,” I say to myself as I drive through the village of this typical New England beach town I grew up in. Then the truth comes: I am the ghost. I am the ghost haunting my past, as I slowly drive by where our family house used to be before it was taken […]
I walk along Beach Ave after my mother has gone to bed and fantasize smaller houses for her to live in. Looking out onto the stretch of ocean, horizon, and sky, I’m reminded that no matter how much activity, chaos, or clutter you have in your life, at the ocean you can have a clean […]
The houses along Nantasket Ave glow with the fire of sunset. The city of Boston sits at the end of the road like a pot of gold in the distance. Today I got a bed railing for my mother from the Lyons Club and two little girls from the neighborhood entertained us by step dancing on my mother’s […]
1. My husband Joe and I are very smitten with our first grandchild Bryce. After hearing that Bryce’s parents are having another baby, Joe jokingly said to me, “You can have the new baby, Bryce is mine.” 2. A couple of months later when we learned the baby was a boy and it all seemed […]
