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Letters from the Saltbox: May 2011
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Thursday, May 19, 2011. Yes, You Can Go Home. You can't assume it will be the same as when you left, but most of the pieces will be there. But many hands make for lighter work. And every season comes back around. Monday, May 16, 2011. Reckoning I am Very Lucky. Came into being in my own backyard and ended up being structured and supported in such a way that- even in this time of financial crisis- it wasn't cut.
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Letters from the Saltbox: January 2012
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Monday, January 2, 2012. Here's a New One. 8220;When from our better selves we have too long. Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,. How gracious, how benign, is solitude.”. Okay, I lied. There's nothing new under the sun, or on this blog. So it's an old one- a bit from Wordsworth that a kindly NYT reader included in their response to this essay. I hope so&#...
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Letters from the Saltbox: April 2012
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Friday, April 6, 2012. New House, New Blog. My spot in cyberspace is directly related to my homebase on the terrestrial plane. The Boards, The Boat, and the Barn. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A writer, theater geek, and side kick/spouse to a commercial lobsterman, here's the place where I meditate on life and our humble attempt on an American Dream. View my complete profile. New House, New Blog.
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Letters from the Saltbox: Ghost Flowers
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Wednesday, November 30, 2011. When I was young I could never quite understand how a person could have the foresight or patience to plant flowers for the spring the previous fall. Will they actually survive the deer? So why the sore soul? And here's an odd lashing of rain on the window, as if on cue). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Exit Interview- or a Crazy Break-Up Letter to a Co.
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Letters from the Saltbox: Exit Interview- or a Crazy Break-Up Letter to a Community
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Wednesday, November 30, 2011. Exit Interview- or a Crazy Break-Up Letter to a Community. So that thesis I wasn't going to write because it would be tiresome? Some stories you have to tell even if they are tiresome, because they are still important to you. So here's the choose your own adventure (in estrangement) tangent that I broke off the last post:. But I never see it anymore, except fleetingly. In passing.
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Letters from the Saltbox: Post-It from My Lighting Booth
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Sunday, July 24, 2011. Post-It from My Lighting Booth. Well, I have been in my job for about 6 weeks now, and have yet to have either technical training or the financial training necessary to pull off the full scope of my job- but I am undaunted in the dim! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Post-It from My Lighting Booth. The Inn at Isle au Haut. A View of the Thoroughfare.
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Letters from the Saltbox: September 2010
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Tuesday, September 21, 2010. We need to pick an island. To go all in, one one side of the water or the other. For the last year and now into this one, I have straddled the breach between this outport and the main- straining into a split, to make ends meet. While this makes one more flexible, it doesn't allow for much in the way of repose. It felt- suburban. Downeast suburban, but suburban nonetheless. This year,...
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Letters from the Saltbox: Sleeping In
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Saturday, September 24, 2011. When I woke today, I didn't even need to get out of bed. It's one of those weekends. I could sleep through it, read through it, see no one, run away, watch the entire series of South Park, surf the internet until my eyes fell onto my keyboard- in the words of Terry Pratchett, the world is my mollusk.or, judging from the introverted options I listed, I. My actual stated goals for the...
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Letters from the Saltbox: Home Again, Home Again?
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Letters from the Saltbox. The fascinations and responsibilities of life on an island. or two. Tuesday, September 27, 2011. Home Again, Home Again? Where is home again? So yes, I came back- as many people don't. To the same island, the same school- but for all that I might know some names, some faces, it is not comfortable, not home. Not yet. Sometimes home is provided (generally in a smile), sometimes home is something you just have to work at. Again and again. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
