Celebrating a Year

August 18, 2017

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Enjoy the rain, hunt in vain for eclipse glasses, cook delicious dinner, pack for my trip tomorrow, watch baseball on TV (Sox win!) I’m ignoring the craziness in the world today.

“The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!”
– William Wordsworth

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August 19, 2017 at 8:57 am

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August 17, 2017

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The beauty of late summer.

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August 18, 2017 at 8:31 pm

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week 462 ~ longing for cold

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longing for cold
winter appeals
too hot to hold
longing for cold
seasons unfold
not making deals
longing for cold
winter appeals

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August 18, 2017 at 8:30 pm

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August 16, 2017

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It’s hard to get up this morning, but P & I have a rare mid-morning gig with our group and a quick run-through ahead of time, so it is, of necessity, a short night. It turns out to be a good performance for an appreciative audience, and we follow it up with a cheerful cook-out and planning meeting for our repertoire and rehearsal schedule for fall. Home for another evening catching up with my brother, before he leaves on the rest of his New England loop, and his visit with Mom tomorrow.

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August 18, 2017 at 8:29 pm

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August 15, 2017

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A convivial dinner celebration, full of laughter, good food, and music. The evening is lovely and we linger enjoying this rare time to hang out together.

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August 18, 2017 at 8:22 pm

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August 14, 2017

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Happy birthday to my brother, who will be here tomorrow. The hydrangea reflect the fading New England summer. Still lovely, but soon to give in to the pressure of shortening days.

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August 18, 2017 at 8:19 pm

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August 13, 2017

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It’s easier to focus on local– my yard, my house, playing my music. Looking at the big national picture as it swoops and sways into uncharted territory, into unfathomable bigotry, is stunning, hard. It is difficult to comprehend that this is still my country.

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August 18, 2017 at 8:13 pm

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