Archive for 2018

From December to March

Saturday, December 1st, 2018

From December to March, there are for many of us three gardens —
the garden outdoors,
the garden of pots and bowls in the house,
and the garden of the mind’s eye.
—Katherine S. White

Melissa

Chuck

The Power of Love

Wednesday, November 21st, 2018

As we head into the season of family gatherings…

Yet Another Book About This Craziness

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2018

Where I spent the morning of October 3rd: listening to a discussion of the research that led to the creation of this book (one to add to the growing stack at my bedside) — The Apprentice: Trump, Russia and the Subversion of American Democracy. Here is a link to an interview with author Greg Miller on Fresh Air.

 

Sonnet 73

Saturday, September 22nd, 2018

For the first day of autumn, this sonnet evoking the season’s beauty and melancholy.

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consum’d with that which it was nourish’d by.
This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
—William Shakespeare

Duck, NC: flora, fauna.

Saturday, August 11th, 2018

Mark & Melanie

Duck, NC: sunrise, rainbows, pétanque.

Wednesday, August 8th, 2018

Duck, NC: sandwich, sandcastle.

Sunday, August 5th, 2018

Duck, NC: Currituck sunset, Sanderling trail.

Saturday, August 4th, 2018

Duck, NC: ghost crabs, and other beach adornments.

Friday, August 3rd, 2018

Duck, NC: leaping, splashing, dozing.

Thursday, August 2nd, 2018

Sole

Emily & Rajiv