Island paddling . . .
Images from my kayak paddle around the island a few mornings ago, while Nola was still sleeping. . . I’ve been frustrated that I’m missing out on the good weather paddles, since I can’t go…
View PostImages from my kayak paddle around the island a few mornings ago, while Nola was still sleeping. . . I’ve been frustrated that I’m missing out on the good weather paddles, since I can’t go…
View PostNothing I could say would be as eloquent as this dawn light on this beach, these logs whose surfaces and depths tell a long and ancient story, these rocks that answer in even longer cadences.…
View PostAs you can see, I’m not yet over the jet lag, but that does have the advantage of allowing me to watch a sunrise from start to finish. We’re nestling back into the home routine,…
View PostI must confess that I am in an adrenaline-raddled state, two weeks into my term. Every job has its challenges. At a primarily teaching-focused institution, the startling change of rhythm at the beginning of the…
View PostWe’re heading for an afternoon nap right now, Nola and I, her grandfather having headed off to town for groceries. So far, we’ve played trains together (there’s Brio track looping madly all over the kitchen…
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