A month of humid and
Undulating heat that
Gushes over us like rock
Under a waterfall until we Continue reading
Author: roughwighting
If it’s not too late
I’ll drive cross country by myself in a comfy car
and stop every day at some spot of Americana:
the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone and Yosemite, of course.
If it’s not too late.
The Softest Thing
I have a friend who refuses to change diapers. He’ll hold and cuddle. He’ll change the baby’s clothes. He’ll help with the laundry and vacuuming, but change a diaper? There he puts his foot down – NO.
I beg to change diapers. Me!! Me! Let me! I have to tone down my enthusiasm so my family doesn’t think I’m too strange. But what could be better than changing a newborn’s diaper? Continue reading
Hail Hail to Bird Calls
Jim Davis/Boston Globe staff.
New England experienced some exquisite, exciting, and potentially perilous storms this week.
I expected them…because of the birds. Continue reading
A Dawn Dilemma from A to Z
A few minutes after dawn, I notice some movement outside my window.
Because it’s summer, with flowers blooming wildly and birds singing as if there’s no tomorrow, I assume some kind of wildlife has entered my yard.
Cracking open the back door, I peek out. Despite my admiration for foxes and wild turkeys, I don’t necessary want to tiptoe out into the yard and run into any family squabbles. Continue reading
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