happy birthday, loolie

Today would have been Loolie’s 13th birthday. The two Rons, my friends in LA,  sent me this poem by Robinson Jeffers. I will read it aloud at Sand Beach when I scatter Loolie’s ashes. I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours. The House Dog’s Grave (Haig, an English bulldog) I’ve […]

nepenthe

One fine day this past August my dog Loolie and I heard a loud thump on a small window not of the type one would usually worry about as being a danger to birds. We did not investigate the cause of the noise until later when I went outside to water my garden.  I noticed a tiny bird […]

the heart speaks in whispers

Artist Corinne Bailey Rae was promoting her music on NPR today and I was fortunate to catch the interview and hear some of the songs. Corinne knows about loss. In that interview she shared that her husband of 7 years died unexpectedly of an accidental overdose at age 29…

for the love of dads

This morning in Maine the skies broke loose with heavy rains that rivaled any monsoon we experienced in India. You know the kind of rain that sounds like a freight train roaring by? More than an hour of that before it eased up to a lighter rainfall. Then another train roared….