When Things Fall Apart

I haven’t felt like writing a blog entry for a few months because, well, it’s not a lot of fun...

Unloading

As we enter the fourth year of Jill's terminal diagnosis, we're surprised she's lasted this long. For the past six...

Seventy

Today, I’ve turned seventy. No longer can I pretend, as I might have in my sixties, that I’m still “middle...

Weeds

It’s been months since I’ve attempted a blog post. Just haven’t felt up to it, as there’s no good news...

11 Months

[caption id="" align="alignright" width="500" class="aligright"] roof of the garden shed[/caption] I thought I saw a hummingbird yesterday day, so I made...

A Late Valentine

[caption id="attachment_4599" align="alignleft" width="367"] Oliver[/caption] Last night I heard a pack of coyotes yipping and yapping like college kids on a...

Our Cancerland

As Jill’s cancer worsens, I’m anxious to render as best I can the full picture—which is to say we’re not...

We Have No Air Conditioning

We feel this most keenly during July and August, as we stew in the muggy mid-Atlantic swelter. Two months of...