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Thump, Thump, Thump

Thump, Thump, Thump

The sun pours through the sliding glass doors, spills over the floor, and each day it does resolves every question about having a dog.

Michaelmas

We celebrated Michaelmas—the feast of the Archangel St. Michael, as well as his compatriot Gabriel (I think also the other Archangels)—by pulling up our carrots.

Labor Day Weekend. Already.

Labor Day Weekend. Already.

The steps to our hillside garden are not repaired. The felled wood is not all cut up and stacked. The dock is still waiting to be treated with teak oil.

Photo by Behnam Norouzi

August

These are the sultry days of deep summer.

Independent, Inching Forward

Independent, Inching Forward

Soon you have the sense you are talking about the same things, which is when it hits you . . . you have only inched forward.

June

Huckles has developed a problem: he visits the neighbors.

Tractor Pull

I interview everyone with a tractor and they say the same thing: I love my tractor.

Easter

When it comes down to it, nothing unseen fits comfortably into the containers of what is seen. Time is one of those things. And surely you know, Easter is another.

Mozart on Norway Pond

Mozart on Norway Pond

Mozart was with us that day, regretting every other invitation from the concert halls of Europe and around the world.