More of the Same Good Life
January 12, 2018
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My father departed from this world during the pinnacle week between Christmas and New Years. He made it through Emily’s birthday, then Christmas Day, then
My father departed from this world during the pinnacle week between Christmas and New Years. He made it through Emily’s birthday, then Christmas Day, then
Hibernate is a place to celebrate the pause that wintertime brings. A place to linger through darkness and revel in quiet, to welcome stillness,
At some point last week I suggested to Adam that if we didn’t get our tree now, I’m not sure we’d be able to get
Today I wanted to stop in and go over a few end of the year blog housekeeping notes, take stock of this small corner on
I was raised in a Catholic church, though I resigned upon receiving the sacrament of confirmation at age 15. Inside the church I felt more
Lake Willoughby, Mount Pisgah, and a few orange splashes of color, indicating rare-to-the-region oaks. Two summers ago I spent a lot of time immersed
Wind blew as I drifted to sleep, strongest I’ve heard in years. Countless maples so close to the house. At first I wrote “too close,”
Mom and I headed to the market in Fort Kent for a couple of items to round out her lunch plans. While standing in line
My parents describe me as being a pretty laid back child, maybe too laid back. Trusting, kind, social butterfly. I remember bolting onto the school