Staying on the surface all the time is like going to the circus and staring at the outside of the tent.   ~ Dave Barry                  

on the side streets

              Woodstock, Vermont   Roger, originally from Brooklyn, NY, was stranded in Woodstock when his car broke down fifty years ago. He never left. Roger lives with his dog, Pepe and is one mean pickleball player.              


          “I give you this to take with you: Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.”     ~ Judith Minty            

on the surface

              “Light plays on the dark surface of the lake. Each afternoon your shadow walks beside you on the wall, and the days stay long and heavy underneath the distant rumor of the harvest. One more summer gone…”   ~ Dana Gioia            

golden hour of the clock of the year

                                and now it’s October the golden hour of the clock of the year. Everything that can run to fruit has already done so: round apples, oval plums, bottom-heavy pears, black walnuts and hickory nuts annealed in their shells, the woodchuck with his overcoat of fat. Flowers that were…