A year of recovery and growing pains, a year of loss and love. All the words that escaped capture here. Here’s to what’s next.
Tag: cape cod
2020 The Year That Wasn’t
Not one shared word from me. Not one post. Here instead one month into the new year are the pictures. It was a lot of these beautiful moments and also a lot of unknowns, worry, tears, love, laughs and all the rainbow of feelings. Family and friendship. I am ok. My family is ok. My…
2019: A year in pictures
I didn’t spend any time writing this year, except to friends and family which is really a tragic shame that I have to spend some time on to make sense of why that was so, not for you dear reader. Today, I was googling artists and writers that spend time doing what appeared to be…
2019: New Year, Same me
Time for a pep talk. I always have better years on the odd ones. Even if the events of the year are not great, they are always transformative? Glass half full? Seems people miss that the glass has something at all – water or wine, still something. So, my good people, going to try to…
2016: Cape Cod Birthday Sail and Sunset
Yesterday, I went sailing. The wind was just puffy enough on our little bay. The sun was shining. It was perfection. The sun said goodnight in a blaze of orange goodness. Except every year I forget that the sailing part can only follow the contortionist upside down yoga rigging the boat time, various bumps and…
2015: Cows, California, Cafes and Chalupas
“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves; otherwise, we harden.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Even if I didn’t write about them, I did have some lovely adventures and I love a sunset all over the world. Here’s 2015’s collection. California for some calm and a birthday, Mexico for some chalupas and time with my cub, Michigan…
2013: the year in review, the year I did more living than blogging
I used to wish for peace but as this year unfolded I’ve realized peace is an elusive and hard to pin down thing and when you do find it, you usually loose it and begin the cycle almost immediately. So frustrating. So annoyingly brief. So little, after so much. Makes me think of that Greek…
Cape Cod 2013: a reboot and at last some sunshine
All the lion time in my life has to have a price. This spring’s return from Africa = a cold, job changes and adjustment – nothing horrible or life altering, just unsettling and time consuming. In the meantime, on the eastern seaboard, the sun is finally out and summer, in all her glory, rolled in…
Bridges 2013: Old and New
On a lazy Sunday morning recently, I saw a story on Bartonsville, a small Vermont town that lost a covered bridge in Hurricane Irene a few summers ago . The locals refused to accept this loss and one very determined woman, as she watched the bridge wash out in the flood waters, made sure it…
Thanksgiving Sunsets
As the eastern states of the US were treated to such gorgeous weather the week of Thanksgiving and because I have so much to say/posts to write/am overwhelmed by the holiday rush of life/not sure I have the hang of this blogging thing yet, here are some lovely pictures from Cape Cod, MA in the…
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