Ocean

5:35 p.m. At long last the bird goes into the oven. That’s the upshot. How we got there and with what toil and trepidation – that’s a stor...

The hour before the sun rises is, in my mind, the prettiest one out here, at the farmette. The gentle colors, wisps of mist caught in crevic...

It used to be, in years past, that I kept long lists of small things I needed to attend to each day. My lists are shorter now, but the items...

Tom Sawyer was wrong. What can I say – he missed an opportunity. Remember the very early pages where he is whitewashing a picket fence? A pu...

Last night I attended a dinner party where the guests where all about half my age. Since my daughters are in that demographic, I am not enti...

This is November. This unexpectedly (or perhaps what should have been expected even if it was not predicted) gray day teasing you with a dri...

Okay, I’ll let you scrape more, only don’t rush it. And be quiet. The journey, you have to enjoy the journey. Ed’s not a new age kind of g...

A day of work, yes, still that, and also of a few small new details. First, I should note that it was cold when I set out to campus this m...

Now’s the time to reflect. The bursting at the seams with work weeks are rapidly coming to a close and though work will continue to dominate...

At four (in the morning), I can’t sleep. Too much to do. I’m thinking – if I start attending to it now, the load would be easier. But I have...

Has it come to this? The best that I have to offer is an image of the receding sun over the harvested corn fields? With a farmhouse and silo...

A commenter said – and I paraphrase – it’s good that your husband likes to do things around the house. I think that her husband is a lobst...

I never left it today, this home of mine. Home of his. This home. Isis woke us up early, say, maybe 4, 4:30 and demanded entry... then ex...

End of a busy week. Check in on life again. Pick up loose ends. Make calls, read articles. Start writing finals. Water plants, sweep front w...

The sunset last night was fantastic. A faint layer of cloud created an orange glow – sort of like a tropical mandarin drink, with a whole ma...

I wake up when it is still dark, but I know we’re getting a whipping out there. It’s not the sound of raindrops, it’s the sound of a thousan...