There’s a deeper malaise going on, physically and spiritually, in the air, maybe long covid or long lyme, microplastics.  Point five percent...

0 The Fool I'm thinking of taking up clowning. Inventing clown yoga. Desperate times call for desperate measures. The ...

“It is not enough for the teacher to love the child. She must first love and understand the universe. She must prepare herself, and trul...

A perfect example What I want for my daughter, from friends and family, for her second birthday (or for Christmas, or any subsequent gif...

Why feminism is worth fighting for My second post of 2018, and my first since June.  I am writing less briskly but I am still writing. ...

A new post, my first since Sagan's birth, and she is nineteen months old, so that's a nineteen month hiatus.  I suppose that's a...

Mother nature's daughter I miss the days when everyone poured out their heart on epistolary MySpace blogs.  I also miss the Reagan a...

Today I continue to struggle with the inadequacy of everything I have to say. On the other hand I continue to SAY it. It’s the human impul...

My baby nephew Stephen Andrew Henry died seven weeks ago today, after ten weeks of life.  I have been fighting the urge to use words to re...

Wednesday 24 June 2015 4.1 miles Today I hiked past the Lemon Squeezer, which, if I'm honest, is the whole reason I decided to hike this...

9.1 miles 23 June 2015 My last day on the trail.  Today was excruciating—my knees and feet and shoulders are in pain—and I'm feeling fat...

22 June 2015 12.9 miles Turns out yesterday I didn't go far enough, as usual.  I went far enough today, maybe too far.  Maybe I'd ha...

Last days in Massachusetts, summer at Mary's Pond It's probably not obvious that I've been slowly posting my log from my App...

13.8 miles Overcast sky and American flag at vista Everything in my tent is wet. I actually did an excellent job pitching for the r...