I work in a historic village museum
Blacksmithing, tinsmithing, carpentry, basket making, rope making, weaving, quilting, butter churning, cider pressing, bread baking in a historic brick oven, ap...
Category: INSPIRATIONS
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We drove to Western New Jersey where the October hills are covered with a patchwork quilt of heathered red, orange, yellow, and green fabrics. We wound down cou...
I Wrote a Justice Song.
Glory be to God above May Your love and mercy overcome On earth as it does in heaven. Let our every deed proclaim Your name And our hope for justice prove our f...
A Grand Deduction. What Are You Really Seeking?
I wrote this in 2009 for a church youth group lesson, but it is applicable to anyone.
Pumpkins Spiced Lattes Available Next Week
Written from a rustic fabriced chair in an eclectic Tudor-style coffee shop. Across the street, Princeton University stands like a young fortress, the way that ...
Union Square Park Farmers Market
>Amongst stone and steel, we approach a patch of green. A network of herb-topped tables across from mazes of “summer annuals.” Between the networks and mazes...
Midday Jamboree
>From my favorite bay window of my favorite coffee shop, I noticed a jamboree hoppin in the long shadow of Market Square’s church. Four motley men stru...
Still in Boston. Still Spring.
>Sitting in a park in Boston.left: old brick wharfright: extension of soft grass under mestraight ahead: rows of Easter-colored tulipsbeyond tulips: teenage ...
Boston in the Spring
>I drove down Storrow Drive during the part of the day when the sun is so big that it can barely be eclipsed by a beach ball. Across the Charles River, the M...
Spring in Manhattan
Most would leave Manhattan to see the spring, but I wanted to go to Manhattan. The contrast of the lively cherry blossoms against the steel and concrete intrigu...
It’s snowing white petals in the streets of Manhattan
>I rode the Fung Wah bus into Chinatown and stayed with Brian Stout in his “cozy little money-sucking fire hazard” (Manhattan Apt.). Every tree-l...
It’s spring!
>The sun came out. Finally. So I opened the window to let the shine in. As I ate my homemade italian sausage and brocolli pasta lunch, I admired the contrast...
Lovely Friends
Oh wow. What gifts friends are. And how loving my lovely gifts happen to be. Rachel, Dana, and Laura all flew up here at the same time! I picked them up in Bost...
Post-snow Snow Post
>Today, the snow stopped falling heavily from the sky and started falling heavily from the trees. This morning, I sat behind my storm door while I ate my cer...
>Betty Botter Baked Bread & Snacked on Sesame Seeds by the Sea Shore
>No, I don’t know Betty Botter; I just wanted to combine two tongue twisters. Today, a woman-friend taught me the art of mixing, kneading, braiding, ba...
Bandwagon Bobbleheads. My Try at Poetry.
>Big eyes in baby beds Bandwagon bobble heads Base drum, humdrum, clones on parade Saturdays in shopping malls Phone calls from bathroom stalls Pitter patter...
Three Kinds of Snow from an Espresso-drinking Bookstore Shopper
Three are three kinds of snow: 1) Clustered chunks of snowflakes fall steadily like powdered sugar from a shaker. Gravity pulls these more slowly than it would ...
Morning Drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway
My Jetta and I drove from Florida to Maine two wks ago. I would call it a life-experience. I entered the Appalachian Mntns the 2nd morning. I appropriately turn...
Clustered crystals of that wintery white stuff
It’s 6AM. When I woke to the site out the window, “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas” came on immediately, like a needle had been lifted and set on the Bing Cro...
Savannah just became one of my favorite cities.
> The history of the colony is layered upon layer and the beauty of the historic district is unrivaled! The town has 23 grassy squares. Most feature a monume...
Dog scares seagulls scare girl scares seagulls excites dog
Chris and I ran up and down a beach throwing the rugby ball back and forth. After tiring ourselves out, we collapsed on the sand and I took a semi-nap o...
The oldest city in the U.S., a college, a fort, and another fort
> We drove down a barrier island to a place that really didn’t feel like America. St. Augustine, founded in 1565, is the oldest port in the U.S. ...
The Underbelly of Ubiquity
The days of my pumpkin spiced lattes are dwindling. The plump pumpkins that lined the grocers’ windows have been replaced with poignant poinsettias and will soo...
>”Don’t Feed the Alligators.”
What a welcoming sign What an interesting area. As I drove through Seminole Park, I felt like Christopher Reeves felt in “Somewhere in Time” when he crossed fro...
Beach this Morning
Morning sun beams snuck between illuminated clouds and made the water and the mist bright white. I could not see more than 200 yards down the stretch because of...
Temporarily Floridian
> Florida is warm and humid. Not that I expected it to be any different. Glad it’s not hurricane season. Jaguars football game last week. Woohoo. Cast...
Dormant Sugar Maples to Vivacious Palm Trees
Chris and I fell asleep to the Christmas-tree-topper Chrysler building standing outside Brian’s window at 37th and Lexington. I have labeled his 8...
Zombies Perform Thriller in Market Square
>Every Halloween, a parade of wowingly costumed people marches through old downtown Portsmouth. Seriously, these costumes are ridiculous and metic...
Nearly November
I have lived in Portsmouth since June. It is nearly November. And I am still enchanted with this place. It’s all brick and wood and books. Old bridges, ol...
So my neighbor is a lobsterman.
>So last night, Iwas anticipating cooking chicken when the door bell rang. It was our lobsterman neighbor, Jeff, holding two live lobsters that he had caught...