When I was a little girl, people lived in this house. Kids played here. Puppies were born here. Stories were told into the evening. When I was a girl, the road went to this house. You could walk there. There was a wharf, too, in the deep cove in front. There was often a sailboat….
Night lights
Night has texture and dimension when external sources of light are drastically reduced. Stars are brighter and satellites trail across the heavens quite visibly. The stars are one of the great perks of 2am outhouse trips.
Time slows
When you’re on an island without electricity, running water or much communication with the outside world, time slows right down. You live with the rhythms of the sun and tides and begin to feel the daily round in your blood. You eat when hungry, rest when tired and stop frequently to appreciate that you’re just…
Evening thoughts
Evening walks on an island with grass tracks and no vehicular traffic. Every house on these islands has its own unique view of the world and every one of us is convinced that our view is the ultimate view on the islands. Over the years I’ve managed to scope out a lot of the views…
Summer at Exploits
Summer is in full swing here. The days are hot and sunny, replete with activity and the joy that comes with getting things done. I spent most of the morning on the front of the house, scraping and painting it. I don’t think it has had a coat in twenty years, so there’s not so…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 