The mail truck made it through the heavy blizzard snow today. It only delivered us some junk mail – snowy and soggy by the time I got it from the mailbox to the front door. But it got me thinking about letters and what it means to hear from people you love. Then a friend … More SEND IT IN A LETTER
On a recent traipse through a cow pasture, (a story for a different blog) I went down in a mix of mud and cow manure. I didn’t know that my boots would stay behind and I would end up on my hands and knees – sinking in the mess. Oh, and laughing too. This happened … More IT’S MESSY
The past three years have not been middle of the road kind of years. They have been years of extremes – on the floor sorrow, overflowing gratitude, nothing can stop me now energy, and total depletion. I want to get in the middle lane and slow down. This buffalo I photographed while in Montana a … More IN THE MIDDLE
Do you know an over apologizer? Sorry, but I am one. Oh, and I am very sorry I haven’t written a post in a while. Sorry! I have been busy. Sorry, but I crawled back in bed to write this morning. I should be unloading the dishwasher and making pancakes – right? Really sorry…. … More SORRY NOT SORRY
If you know me, you know I like a clean house. If you are a friend of mine, I have probably cleaned your house. Maybe you were pregnant, tired, taking care of a sick child, or just sitting at your kitchen table while my restless hands loaded your dishwasher. I am not writing about just … More CLEANING HOUSE
Some rules you just have to follow – like wearing your seat belt. It protects everyone. Some rules are guidelines for being a good person – like the Golden Rule. Some rules we impose on ourselves and sometimes those need to be broken. I have always been a rule follower. Fear of getting caught and … More BREAK THE RULES
Good things happen to sad people. You get my play on words – everyone knows the famous book When Bad Things Happen to Good People by Harold S. Kushner. And we aren’t really sad people, but I think you know what I mean. Good things and good times can and do happen when you are grieving … More GOOD TIMES
I have started swearing. A lot. I mean, I always swore a little, but now I am unleashed. I am busting out bad words alone in my car, behind my bedroom door, and on my walks in the woods. If you see me talking to myself or hear me through an open window – just … More BUSTING OUT
You guessed it – I had to pull off the road to take this photo. I knew this hay barn in western Massachusetts would become a blog post. I have gone back and forth between the title Shelter and Still Standing. Both titles work. I saw myself when I saw that hay barn. I offer shelter and … More SHELTER
My favorite pictures of myself are the ones my husband took. He was the family photographer and collected cameras like this old Rollieflex. The photo of me on cross country skis is the last one he took of me. I like to think about what he was seeing when he snapped the shot. I wonder what … More SELF PORTRAITS
WIDOW WONDERINGS 