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Let me pick up where I left off last evening. You remember -- when Ed was sleeping on the floor and I announced that the trap had a mouse. ...

Law School graduation today. I remember my own, 32 [correction: 24! what was I thinking...] years ago. My tiny girls were there. I worried t...

Is it that hope springs eternal or spring springs eternal or both spring eternally and ever after? The mice disappear for now. I’m su...

A beautiful Thursday morning of warm air and a cotton-like mist over the faintly green fields. I can trace the sunrise between the bra...

An oddly mixed up threatening but beautiful and ultimately so very rewarding day. How could that be? Let me recall... Morning: breakfast...

A hot day. Where did it come from, this wave of summer air? I am up early: this morning I must go into the city. This is the way I think o...

Thankfully, the day was cloudy and cool, with a sprinkle every time I dared step outside. Farmhouse notwithstanding, my work life orbits aro...

These are the kind of days when not much can seem wrong in my world, when wisps of ideas, forgotten pleasures and images come to form a ver...

I didn’t take many photos today. Every once in a while, I put camera thoughts to the side. I mean, the clunky thing dangles from my neck con...

You’d expect this, of May... flowers, narcissus... And we’re getting it – the full palate! Thank you, White Flower Farm, for sending the...

I like sunsets, I do. And sometimes, though not often, I even photograph them. You have your camera, the colors are pretty, why not. But w...

Working the land is perhaps like engaging in acts of combat. You think you know who the enemy is. You want to eliminate the enemy. And so yo...

Just go to sleep and forget about this day. It’s not spring – it’s not even pre-spring. Brrr. Oh, but wait. The UPS truck has left a packa...

There are days when I think I am far too fragile. Limping along to old age. On other days, I wake up believing I am omnipotent – able to car...

I’m sitting in the living room of the farmhouse, watching the light. It’s quite a show. People in houses (rather than apartments or condo...

I met Ed in the month of October. Several months passed before he worked up the nerve to invite me to visit his home – the rebuilt sheep she...