Breather

Every day/I see or hear/something/that more or less/kills me/with delight/that leaves me/like a needle/in the haystack/of light—Mary Oliver, Mindful I turned 47. Here’s what I did for my birthday: I ended up on the Cape (near Orleans) while my seven...

Reentry

After 48 hours of solitude (for the first time in at least more than eight years) on the Cape, I returned home—three-hour drive a contributor to this feeling—exhausted. Mostly, the exhaustion stemmed from having let my guard down just the teeniest bit....

Table, House, Life

Kids keep growing. Back-to-school forms keep arriving. Work keeps happening (hooray! Freelance writers love deadlines). Kids’ art keeps accumulating. Everyone’s stuff keeps accumulating (and we don’t really spend much time shopping). Laundry requires...

Peachy

A week after my incredibly wonderful break from everyone, I’m solo with the two smaller kiddies. Dear husband took the older pair to Portland, Maine (combo visit to sister, visit with grandparents vacationing there and chance to eat at nice restaurants and see a...

Fixing What's Broken

I promise that it won’t be long before the school year and writing deadlines and meetings and apple picking (and a lot of applesauce making) will overtake but here at the tip end of summer with a couple of kids plus a husband away, I am trying to chip away at...