Category Archives: mothering

Hardwick Postcard #5: Wear a Hat

Mexican hero Emiliano Zapata insisted, The land belongs to those who work it with their hands. With the snow here to stay, I’m already dreaming of star-shaped potato blossoms, the first tender snips of garlic shoots, rain-drenched rows of glossy greens. Meanwhile, my … Continue reading

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Hardwick Postcard #4: Jumble of Stuff

December’s New England sings monochromatic variations of gray, white, and conifer dark green – except for us, who live here. Like a jigsaw puzzle, this Hardwick storefront window of used things perpetually enchants my girls. Years ago, I raided a … Continue reading

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Hardwick Postcard #3: Snowy Day, Slower Day

In the dark, I open my daughter’s curtain to see snow falling in the streetlamp between our house and the neighbors’, and I wake my daughter as I usually do, talking quietly and setting a purring cat beside her. The … Continue reading

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Hardwick Postcard #2: Community Notices

Outside Hardwick’s food co-op are two boards thumb-tacked with wind-tattered signs, the cultural postings of this small town – free community postings of library and school events, classes offered, a deadbeat father’s rambling missive to his family. I stand in the … Continue reading

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Mysterious Memory

There’s six years between my daughters – a significant gap. When the littler one was two, she had a habit of raising her arms and saying, Uppy, to her sister. Naturally tall and strong, my older daughter was happy to tote … Continue reading

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The Constellations in Motion

In an acceptance form letter for an essay, an editor suggests reading that slim college handbook, Strunk and White. For a mini-refresher lesson, I click on the link, since it’s been many years since I opened my copy. (Do I … Continue reading

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Amazing Things

Years ago, when I was a board member at the Stowe Farmers’ Market, I stopped in at bookstore before a board meeting to buy a child’s small sticker book. Board meetings often ran three hours long; I had my four-year-old … Continue reading

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