Boston 2017 On this February evening at 6p.m., there’s only a handful of customers left in the dining room of the Longwood Bar and Grill. A young family with two small children eat chicken nuggets and fries. An elderly couple split a salad and a turkey club and sip glasses of rose wine. The medical … Continue reading The longwood grill (AND BAR!)
During this month since Thanksgiving, I have lied, lied and lied some more. I have lied to my family about the head count for Christmas Eve and to my cousin in Florida about my plans for the next day. I have lied to our friends and neighbors who extended kind invitations to join their families … Continue reading christmas (LIES!)
On this last afternoon of the year, I light my window candles early. I do not want darkness in my home tonight. As I walk from room to room, turning on each white bulb, I am flooded with memories of Christmastime. When I was young, as young as I can remember, my Aunt Kitty and … Continue reading december ( ENDS…)
I loved the bigness of the house at forty-five New York Street. I loved moving from the kitchen to the dining room and then into the front parlor. I loved going up the front staircase, through the bedrooms, down the back stairs to the mud room and into the kitchen again. I loved the barn, … Continue reading december first (FINALLY!)
I wake to the call of the loons. The pale morning light sneaks through the half-drawn shades. My eyes follow the path down to the pond. Out on the dock, the four red chairs are scattered right where we left them last night after the sun set behind the dark pine trees. We raised our … Continue reading on “leaving day” (MEMORIES!)
The phone rings. The digital reading on the alarm clock says 5 a.m. I close my eyes and fumble for the phone on the nightstand. RING, again! Still groping, I remember that the phone is not beside me. It’s in the living area of the bungalow. RING, RING, RING!! It’s on the other side of … Continue reading The 5 a.m. call (WAKE UP!)
There are several possible explanations for this mimosa sitting on my nightstand at this time of day: it’s Saturday, it’s a holiday, it’s snowing, it's..... Let’s start with Saturday. I love Saturdays! It’s the middle day of the weekend (assuming you consider Friday as its beginning) with the promise of another whole … Continue reading oh, happy day (REPEAT)!
Last fall, I came across Kate Johnston’s name in a local adult education brochure. Described as a freelance writer and editor, she was offering a six week writing course entitled :” Ready, Set, Write! Becoming a Productive Writer.” It was a workshop for emerging and established writers. I was intrigued. I certainly wasn’t an established … Continue reading this is where i start (GULP!) and