Ocean

So many of us like that thrilling first snowfall. The one that's deep and has a life span of more than an hour or so. Heavy on fir branc...

I've said this before -- we don't have just good weather days or bad weather days. Systems move through randomly, suddenly. A mornin...

Morning. Fussing in the kitchen. The compost pail needs to be emptied. I step outside. Wow! Where did this come from? What a glorious day! W...

Friday. After breakfast (in the kitchen, because no sun pokes through this morning, not yet, not this early) ... I work at home. When...

Ed asked me a day or so ago -- what is that? What? You know, what you say… Oh, you mean Geeze Louise? Yes, exactly. It's just so appr...

I love this about Ed: he has never asked me why I blog. Nor has he asked me why I travel to Europe so often, or why I eat oatmeal with fruit...

It was the kind of day where you just see no point in taking a camera out. Wet, drizzly, cold. With an occasional snowflake -- but the sort ...

Several yoga classes back, toward the end of the hour, the yoga instructor came over to where I was doing the final savasana -- a relaxatio...

I'm getting terribly spoiled: I take yet another day, granted, a Sunday, but still a day off. Schoolwork can wait until tomorrow. We w...