Tag Archives: summer

A Postcard From Vermont…

…. might include a redwing blackbird suddenly rising from the stream behind the post office as you emerge from the weed-lined path with your brass key. The bird’s feathers hold the hue of burned-out embers. Or a crumpled Bud Lite … Continue reading

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Yes, Summer

My 13-year-old wraps an ice pack in a kitchen towel and gently rubs it along her cat’s hot paws. The furry creature nuzzles his head against the cold pack. Hot, hot, the cats lie on the wood floor, panting. Viridescence … Continue reading

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How Things Spiral: the Crabby Woman’s Garden Entry

Today: by late afternoon, a day of complete frustration. Early at my laptop, I rewrote pages that made no sense, spelled specify wrong, sent an angry email to an innocent person I had to balefully retract, became enraged over a request … Continue reading

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Long Pond Cape Cod

Ten-year-old Gabriela Stanciu is a guest blogger today. She loves to eat watermelon and read Harry Potter. I was on a vacation at Cape Cod a few days ago and we had just gone swimming in the ocean so we … Continue reading

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Summer

My younger daughter told me today, It will be bad for me in a few years. Why’s that? I assumed she was pre-mourning her older sister’s forthcoming passage into adulthood and that ached-for leap into adult life. My child said, … Continue reading

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What Is of Value

This afternoon, in a driving rainstorm that almost instantaneously altered to sunny skies, I took the girls with me to a staff meeting in Burlington. They read for a while, then headed down to the lake’s waterfront, and by the … Continue reading

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Shadows

July has reached the point where it’s tipping into August, early summer already flown past. Biking with my daughter along the road last night, I felt the shadows’ coolness, their dimness harboring a deepening darkness. Nonetheless, growth roars on, the … Continue reading

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