The harbor
With chocolate croissants and coffee, we went to the harbor this morning and watched people walk out along the long narrow docks with supplies, getting their boats ready for the day.
View from the side of the bike path after getting a flat, with Bean in the bike trailer.
We made it back alight. DH, my personal fix-it guy, had a new tube. He used a dollar bill to patch the tire–and everything was smooth rolling.
Eating the Honey of Words, By Robert Bly
I remember exactly when I bought this book. DH and I had gone out to Nantucket the summer of my senior year in college. We went on the ferry and spent the day riding rented bikes around the island. I couldn’t believe how quaint it was:shingled houses, gray from the weather and covered with rosebushes, [...]
We live here
Like postcards of memory on my mind:
Last night, nursing Bean I watched the wooden fish mobile from Mexico above his crib turn in slow circles, as though they were swimming in crescents through the air.
The five bright sunflowers, each with rough stalks and thick green leaves, from the farmer’s market for a dollar a piece, standing in a tall glass vase [...]
Storm
Jailbird socks
Terrified
I was a complete wreck last night. We put Bean in his new bike trailer for the first time and took him on the bike path down by the waterfront. He fit snugly into it, and even fell asleep, but every bump, every stop, had me gulping. My heart, up in mouth. I kept imagining [...]
The Sun Magazine, Sy Syfransky-Editor
This magazine is responsible for making me want to keep writing. Each month I get this magazine and within hours, I’ve read it nearly cover to cover. I’ve met Sy, and several authors including Sparrow and Alison Leuterman. Both the magazine and the people who write for it convey a commitment to mindfulness in daily [...]
Is there no market for joy?
Word has it, parent blogging is dead. This might be a good thing for me because I not sarcastic, ironic, or depressed enough to be a big-hitting, angst-driven, new-mommy blogger. I have, on occasion irritated people with my good nature and exuberance for life. Which is not to say that I’m a total Pollyanna. I’ve [...]
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