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…

The spectacle of Autumn

It’s the third week of October and I have yet to turn the heat on in my house. I came close one day recently, but I put on some cozy socks and added a flannel sheet to my bed and the moment passed. On this night, I’ve opened the window in my bedroom to sleep … Continue reading The spectacle of Autumn

Went to the gym. Took my dog.

The last time I exercised indoors was mid March. It was the final night the yoga studio I belong to was open. Until recently, that is. The atmosphere seemed more subdued than usual on that late afternoon, but I don’t believe anyone imagined not being able to step a bare foot in that space again … Continue reading Went to the gym. Took my dog.

Turkeys fly as our country fails

On a warm and late afternoon, Jeter and I ran up the yellow brick road. We had already done our lap around the community gardens, the meadow and dog park, and were now on our way home again. Jeter had “thanked“ me for not letting him swim by finding something utterly captivating, (and more than … Continue reading Turkeys fly as our country fails

Rainy run thoughts

Liar’s stories and cashmere robes both always develop holes.The government in this country is broken. This is a nonpartisan statement.  Schools in the United States are being asked to tackle a myriad of unimagined issues with no additional resources from the government because our elected officials can’t negotiate a deal to support the country’s schools … Continue reading Rainy run thoughts

Pandemic time capsule

The world feels absolutely crazy. While it may not actually be post apocalyptic, it’s as close as I’ve ever been to it and way worse than anything I’ve ever imagined. My youngest child has asked me twice if I’ve ever experienced anything like this before. I think he repeated the question to give me a … Continue reading Pandemic time capsule