The cold stone floor, exposed brick walls, and the aroma of freshly brewing coffee are my literary backdrop this morning. I am working on a story about the symphony, and my emotional attachment to music. Venturing out to my favorite…
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The hipster coffee place is usually perfumed with the scent of coffee beans roasted dark, and ground into submission, their effusive presence hanging in the air. But today I smell a crisp, cold beer, the scent of golden hops ushering…
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My mind and spirit have been energized like the commercial bunny, going, going, going. More accurately perhaps is the fluffy Cottontail variety, that’s aligned with the colored eggs of springtime. This commercial holiday another trumped up sacrilege dipped in chocolate….
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If there was any doubt as to my menopausal status, three events occurred today that irrevocably altered my pretense of hormonal balance. I haven’t exhibited the usual mood swings and hot flashes that you hear so much about, spoken of…
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The same view of Provincetown harbor which was full of promise and hope yesterday, is now dark and gray. Blanketed with rain overnight, the harbor is like my heart and mind, cold and heavy this morning. Such is my battle….
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Amazingly, our grand week in Cape Cod is coming to an end, the last morning of vacation quickly upon us. The blue of melancholy is in every gallery painting, and even the moonlit sky is somehow sad. Provincetown is…
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Having just celebrated the most American of holidays, the Fourth of July, I’m torn between colliding and seemingly disparate philosophies of life, “be here now” and “the American dream”. After all, we’re free to pursue our slice of the dream…
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My sleepless nights are punctuated with frequent trips to the bathroom, my diligent adherence to that staple of healthy living, hydration, is paying fabulous renal dividends. My kidneys wake me with a distant, siren call, far off in slumber land,…
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On a gorgeous, sun soaked July afternoon, the haunting cries from next door echoed a poignant faintness. The crying tears of a stranger made their way on a cool breeze to my vacationing ears, and it was the last thing…
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Have you been fortunate enough to discover the perfect vacation destination, and enjoy both the place and the experience year after year? We escaped the summer heat of Southwest Florida for the past thirteen years, arriving at the tip of…
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