Category Archives: life as we know it

  “Whether you’re a mother, a painter, a writer, a runner you must be in training to be ready to receive wonder/opportunity/the muse when it arrives.”   I had a conversation last week about ennui. About how the doldrums are an easy pit to fall into yet difficult to climb out of. I know this […]

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  I lived with two roommates in college and one loved Joni. Worshipped would be the more accurate word. My other roommate and I were Leonard Cohen people and while M wailed along with Joni in her room, E and I listened to Leonard. At a recent work-related dinner one of the wives was appalled […]

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  “From painting I learned something else of infinite value to me. Most young poets have bad working habits. They write their poems in fits and starts, by feast or famine. But painters follow the light. They wait for it and do their work by it. They combine artisan practicality with vision. In a house […]

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This year my birthday fell on Mardi Gras, the day before Ash Wednesday so there was much feasting. I ate a ginormous piece of my birthday cake at 11:50pm with a tall glass of cold milk because I knew I wouldn’t be able to have it the next day since I planned to give up […]

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  Since I was last in this space, Mardi Gras came and went, as did my birthday. The Japanese Magnolias are in bloom and believe it or not, I’ve even spotted a few Azaleas in bloom. The Mister has been home this past week and the rhythm of our days has been a bit off […]

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