Month: June 2018

  • Our Gifts

    Our Gifts

    The weather warmed up again today, and I was able to sit on the back porch, not really reading, but letting a book lie face down in my lap. Among the afternoons sounds I heard was a woodpecker stubbornly knocking at a tree. The repeated hollow clackings echoed in the air, creating its own staccato […]

  • Comparisons


    Sometimes I wonder why my world on the island seems so dense with connections. Things I see, hear, taste, touch, or smell remind me of other things, and my life becomes a metaphor. When I was a child, I often kept these comparisons unspoken, afraid others would think me strange. But when I began to […]

  • A Week on the Island

    A Week on the Island

    Each Sunday during the summer I watch renters arrive at their units. They carry in suitcases, bags of food, and sports equipment, laughing and calling to one another. During the week I witness their trips to the trash container, toting empty pizza boxes, soft drink cartons, paper plates. Their kites fly, their music reaches my […]