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The measure of achievement is not winning awards. It’s doing something that you appreciate, something you believe is worthwhile. I think of my strawberry souffle. I did that at least twenty-eight times before I finally conquered it.   – Julia Child Last day of July?  The hell? Okay, fine.  Seasons have to do their thing.  Whatever.  I don’t have to be happy about it.  I can cling to summer like a kid on her mom’s ankles being dropped at kindergarten for the first time.  I … View Post

There are moments upon moments, worlds upon worlds.  We all had our own experiences at Squam last week – many of them magical (if the word on the street is to be believed).  For myself, it was just the most perfect gathering ever.  Honestly, it was. Last night, which happened to be the 13th of June, I realized that this Spring gathering was the thirteenth time I have put on one of these events— more power to 2013, it seems to be rolling in with … View Post

When all the dark clouds roll away And the sun begins to shine I see my freedom from across the way And it comes right in on time Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light And it comes from the sky above Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me And lights my life with love* Where to begin?  Starting something new can be so hard.  It doesn’t really matter if it is the blank page of a blog … View Post

This week I am in Paris — one of my most favorite places on earth.  Thanks to an old friend who came all the way in from where she now lives in Bretagne to spend the day with us, we slipped into the Chagall exhibit going on at le musee de luxembourg. Heaven. I have not been carrying my camera much (photo above was taken Monday from the rooftop of au printemps) so my memory card may be empty but my heart is full of … View Post

It doesn’t seem possible that January ends next week as there is a patient pile of New Year’s cards still stacked on my desk.  And yet, there it is.  The stream is not waiting for me to leisurely settle into my kayak and get my seat carefully adjusted before pulling me into the current.  Hell no.  The stream surges on by and catches me by the ankles and I am bobbing up every few feet looking for a sturdy branch to grab on to. Or, … View Post