Tag: summer
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“Every lament is a love-song.”*
Many summer Sundays growing up, my family would get up at dawn, skip church, and instead head out to the beach at the Myles Standish State Forest in Carver, MA. Not just my immediate family, but a huge swath of aunts, uncles, and cousins — Mum was a Georgia girl, but Dad was born &…
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Sum-sum-summertime!
It’s official, and clinging to these new summer days is that summery languor, that eh, whatever, it can wait feeling. But I truly have done more than read novels and dip my toes in the kiddie pool, ensconced in my gestational cocoon — I have indeed read a lot of novels, but I had catching…
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A Lost Week.
“My heart beat thick.” I think that’s the correct quote. It’s from Jane Eyre, and I’ve never forgotten it (quite) due to Dr. Heineman’s professorial diligence back in 1990, her vehement attention to a writer’s very particular choice. (From her I also learned the proper pronunciation of “vehement” and “awry.”) All respect to Jane, but…
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The beast awakes.
It’s so hot in this third floor apartment that when Lance went in to check on Vincent napping, he discovered that Vincent had moved from the bed to the floor, presumably because the pine floors felt cooler to his little body. I snuck in to take a picture (we have a small album of the…
Marie Gauthier 