Home. Again.

Jeter had his first walk yesterday afternoon following our return from Wellfleet. Upon stepping outside he looked absolutely crushed to discover that he was no longer pond side. Same, buddy. Same.Decades after my first annual trip to Cape Cod, I still drive home feeling incredibly melancholy. A funk settles on me, different from the one … Continue reading Home. Again.

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)

Rainbows. Maybe even unicorns

I sat on the couch last evening, occupied by my keyboard and the changing sky outside my closed sliding glass doors to the deck. The dramatic rain had stopped and I noticed the late afternoon sky oddly becoming more light, rather than more dark, with the approach of evening. I stepped outside to look more intently … Continue reading Rainbows. Maybe even unicorns

Paradise is wherever you find it

Well, maybe “paradise” is too strong of a word to describe where I’m finding a sense of peaceful comfort, but on the other hand, it’s probably as close as I’ll get to experiencing paradise at this crazy time in our world. It’s not like I’m going to Greece or anything... Yes, over the weekend I … Continue reading Paradise is wherever you find it

Sheltering in place with Jeter

Before you get the wrong idea, Jeter is my 85# yellow lab, not to be confused with classic Yankee icon Derek Jeter. My guy can catch a ball like nobody’s business, but that’s pretty much where the similarities between the two end. My Jeter came into our family in February of 2014 as an eight … Continue reading Sheltering in place with Jeter