A Sense of Place

I am a big believer that books can mostly be written in the space of time stolen here and there from a busy life of parenting, working, running around like a crazy chicken. Twenty minutes on a Tuesday night…four hours on Saturday…two and half on Sunday. We can train ourselves to make good, creative use [...]

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Winter

Did anyone else notice that beautiful rainbow ring around the moon this past Thursday night? When I was a kid I used to always think moonrings meant snow. Driving across the Huguenot Bridge on Friday (12/4), I saw about ten bufflehead in the river right around the bridge…just a few. Today, I didn’t get down [...]

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Bufflehead Watch

Over the weekend I heard my father-in-law say, “I’m going upstairs to work on my sweaters.” I noticed my husband took a cue from his dad and has pulled all his own winter clothes down from the attic.
This morning, I could see my breath. As I drove across the James, I saw the river’s [...]

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