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Close encounter of the gator kind
Been here a whole week, and I haven’t seen my nemesis yet. And I’m hoping I don’t. The last time, last summer, was quite an experience. One minute, I was taking a photograph of the reflection of a pond on the clear, warm water. The next, I heard a bit of a splash and found… Continue reading
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A hundred-year flood on Sunday
There are only two places I consider home, Connecticut and the Lower Hudson Valley in New York. Even though I left both years ago, I still keep in touch and I still visit, most recently about seven months ago. They both still hold big spots in my heart. That’s why it hurt to see what… Continue reading
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A rainy day at the beach
When I was a kid, a rainy day at the beach was an excuse to read. And in coastal Massachusetts, where I spent my childhood summers at my grandmother’s beachside cottage, there were a lot of rainy days. I was thinking about that because it was a rainy day at the beach today.A very rainy… Continue reading
About Me
Journalist and writer. Loves writing, storytelling, books, typewriters. Always trying to find my line. Oh, and here’s where I am now.
Nows and Forevers 