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| I'm writing at our breakfast table, journal open, black ink on skinny lines.  The rain is slowly dripping off our grey deck.  The light floating in is grey, matching my grey and white tablecloth.  Knobby, naked trees beaded with rain drops stand watch outside.  But there are bright yellow daisies in a vase ...

January Notes.

31/31 days in January - 31/31 days in 2017   Favorite Moments One evening we drove around with our windows open, singing loudly.  The clouds were pink and the temperature had tipped its hat just shy of 70 degrees earlier in the day.  Tears sprung to my eyes because it was one of those rare moments where a ...

Why You Hated Rory Gilmore in the Revival

Okay, Internet.  I've read your statuses and heard your complaints about Rory Gilmore in the Gilmore Girls Revival, and I'd like to ask you one question: What was your post grad life like? Before we get into that, let me admit, I'm completely biased.  Gilmore has helped me through every transition since 2009. ...

Boston, A Love Letter

I'm sitting at a communal table in a tiny dining room.  None of the chairs match and the dark wood bears lighter marks where warm plates and mugs of coffee once sat, forming constellations of house dinners past.  Light is slanting in through the third floor windows, along with the cool, beginning of Fall air.  Fall ...

Concerning Spring Music and Creative Geniuses

Here are the things I want to be doing right now: Writing The Rise of The Narcoleptic Turtles. Driving with my windows down in the car listening to music. Frolicking in the park in front of our house because the temperature reached 80 degrees the other day. Writing blog posts doesn't make the list.  I ...

On Turning 30

Dear 30, You arrived like the bird singing outside my window, soft notes announcing the coming of Spring.  Like the tinkling of the neighbor's wind chimes, the coolish-warmish wind swirling through our back porches.  Twenty felt like a party, like a brash ownership of adulthood and life decisions and a collection of ...

On Dreams Coming True

One of my family members once described his time at a friary to me.  He told me one of his tasks was to aid the groundskeeper, and one of the groundskeeper's tasks was watering the trees.  The two of them carried large buckets of water across the grounds and placed them among the trees.  Each bucket had a ...