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Bees Knees
This morning, while I was watching the little kids so their parents could get out, I had a note from a friend: "I can picture you in a state of perpetual bliss surrounded by all of the grandkids." Well, I am smiling a lot, that is true, and feel like I am on my best...
Finding the Good in a Fisherman’s Death
Richard Boyce's friends and fellow fisherman Jim Syzmanski and his wife Randa aim to buy new inflatable suspenders for the rubber bib overalls of every fisherman in the Haines fleet. Jim told me yesterday at the cannery picnic that some good must come of Dick's...
Goodbye to Richard
There was a woman riding a recumbent bike down the road this morning at about 6 mile, and Chip slowed to talk with her just before fisherman Richard Boyce's place. Chip doesn't usually slow down, much less stop when we're riding, and he is never a big talker. I do...
Technical Difficulties
Yes, I will blog again, but it may take a day or two until I can write more than a few lines. I am having some trouble with my computer. The battery and power cord aren't working properly. (I am at 20% right now.) Bad sign. The good news is that I got the draft of the...
Summer Day Postcard
Last night I asked Chip if he had planned anything big, you know, like a trip to Italy for our 30th anniversary today. Then I looked up the gift for 30 years of marriage, so he could have a head's up. Imagine the grin when I read that this is the pearl anniversary....
Sunday’s Thought
From Mary Oliver's poem When Death Comes, " I don't want to end up simply visiting this world."
Pearl is my Co-Pilot
Pearl and I are running a few errands this morning so we can enjoy the sun -- the forecast calls for 80 degrees the next two days, and while it is warm, the weather is also weird, and a bit unsettling, like an Antonioni film, with all the wind and haze from the...