My poker face must need a quick refresh; inner frustration shows when it shouldn’t. There was a time—not so long ago—that most folks couldn’t tell what I was thinking. Predictably, it was at a convenience store, and I was in a rush to get going. One of the reasons I switched to drinking only black…
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A Song From Another Time
The song came on in just the nick of time. And I’m not saying it saved the day, but it was a welcome respite from the internalized self-doubt that overwhelms all of us from time to time. No, I don’t want a diagnosis, pity, or a phone call. There is no need to send me…
Julius, The Passive Solar Cat
The conversation interrupted the latest from Durand Jones & The Indications. I didn’t say it out loud, but I silently hoped that the verbal volley would be worth turning down the volume knob jutting from the dash of the Ford. I like a conversation, but sometimes I like music better. I only get so many…
Ernie Is My Co-Pilot
I like to think of myself as an individual who notices the little details that make up the bigger picture. I don’t claim to have been the best detective, but, in hindsight, I was pretty good. I wasn’t a collector of physical evidence. I was more of a mouthpiece. A conversationalist. An interviewer. I did…
September
I grabbed the two empty water jugs and trudged through the path lined by beech, hemlock, and pine. The grass between the tree roots and rocks swished against my boots and jeans, and I stopped whistling Earth Wind and Fire’s “September” for a few moments. After being absent for most of the summer, the red…
Come to Belfast on October 1st!
The writing comes hard on a week like this. To update you all, my dad had a valve replacement in Boston, and it took me away from my scheduled daily musings. It was a successful event, and he is doing well. Thanks for all the notes. This isn’t an apology, only an explanation about why…
Maybe It Was Perfect
The current situation in the blogosphere is hazy with the chance of random thoughts, possibly a shower before I go to bed. I haven’t seen all my sisters—in the same space—for a ridiculous amount of time. I think it was for my parent’s sixtieth anniversary. This week, we all celebrated their 64th. Two of my…
The Uninvited
The first thing I noticed was the pleasantly acrid odor of overcooked hot dogs being seared beyond hope by an open flame. With only the smell to jog my memory, I could almost taste the carbonized skin of many hot dogs past. I was suddenly envious that someone was enjoying a campfire, but more so…
Other Than Having No Indoor Bathroom, How Are Things At Camp?
Due to a myriad of problems—some blamed on the pandemic—the septic system installation at the camp has taken far longer than anticipated. Nope. It’s not done, not even close. Do you know that schedule forty PVC sewage pipe is not all that plentiful this summer? I don’t know if any of this has to do…
You Say Granada, I Say Grenada, Let’s Call The Whole Thing Off
During a week that I have nothing to write about, I want to share a bit of information that might surprise you. I have owned over seventy-five automobiles, more than thirty motorcycles, and well over twenty boats. Nope, I am not a collector. But for a time, I loved buying and selling low-budget vehicles. Some…