Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

...seems like the perfect smell to wake up to on the last day of what has been an excellent week. The aroma of last evening’s socially distanced, neighborhood bonfire lingered in a way that made me smile with satisfaction. It’s been such a good week.What makes a good week in my world? It’s funny because … Continue reading Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

Modern Love

What do you think of when you read or hear the words “modern love?” The Bowie song? Maybe a contemporary nightmare? The series on Amazon which recently actually filmed locally? Or, perhaps like me, the NYT column in which I dream to one day be published? Confession: it’s a writing fantasy that only comes in … Continue reading Modern Love

Packing for the beach

Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach

Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)

Do you ever long for the days when you were completely at ease in your skin? I mean so long ago that you weren’t even aware of your physical self beyond maybe when you needed to use the bathroom or felt tired or hungry. Way back when as a person you hadn’t yet learned to … Continue reading Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)