Posted on August 17, 2012
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Posted on August 15, 2012
not only hot, but the air was filled with humidity
super hair frizz weather
so what did I do?
I baked pies
Yup, that’s right
I cranked up the air conditioning and spent the afternoon in the kitchen
two pies, a peach and an apple
my oldest son, Eric is making his way east tomorrow on a business trip
and will be spending a week or so here at home
and since we missed celebrating his birthday with him this month
I thought I should make him something special for dessert
he’s not a birthday cake lover
his favorite has always been apple pie
So happy 25th birthday Eric!
happy 100th birthday Julia Child!
(even though apple pie is obviously not french)
Posted on August 14, 2012
pass a book store without stopping in
Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.
Posted on August 13, 2012
there are signs
crosswalks have been re-painted
bus routes published
shopping has commenced
I recently viewed a lovely photo
of pancakes and waffles
prepared by a mom
a favorite breakfast for her daughter
before leaving for college
and I just received an email today
from a friend
anxious about sending her son off to kindergarten
will he get on the bus?
will he adjust to a full day of school?
no matter what age
or what grade
going off to school marks the passage of time
it’s always bitter sweet
my son’s summer job on the Cape comes to an end on Saturday
and then he’ll be home
I plan to savor every last day
until he takes off once again
in just a few short weeks
to begin his junior year of college
There are two lasting bequest we can give our children: One is roots, the other is wings. ~Hodding Carter