The schlepping and stacking and priming and replacing of all the stuff associated with keeping…
Inevitable Asymmetry
Until late on May 2, our sibling group was always symmetrical. There were two girls and two boys. The girls were the elder, the boys were the younger. The Change On May 1, 2025—or was it April 30?—the boy who lived sometimes on his boat and relied on the hospitality...
Changing Lives 12: Bread And Water
As I visit new locations or revisit familiar ones, I like to take alternate routes home. See what there is to see. Colorful murals, maybe, or places of interest. This is particularly true in my walkable neighborhood. Went to the EZ Pass Service Center on Havre Street...
Widow’s Weeds 18: Back Home And So Alone
On Sunday, October 15, I ended the day feeling ill, and was grateful for Tali’s Ayurvedic ministrations. They helped. Monday morning saw some improvement but by evening I needed an early bedtime. Tuesday, we attended to a number of tasks, and right away I realized...
Widow’s Weeds 3: Heart’s Desire
Unless I want to be an Edie, Big or Little, in an ersatz-colonial Grey Gardens, I need to begin the process of emptying this house. We’ve been happy here. At least I think so. It is hard, indeed, to truly know what Dan was thinking about much of anything....