Blame the Weather

This isn’t the post I’d planned for today, and you could blame the weather. It stopped raining long enough over the weekend that I weeded the garden. And then it rained again, hard and cold. I fired up the woodstoves both in my studio and the house, and cooked hearty...

Outside in the WMNF

  OUTSIDE IN THE WMNF I was one of the approximately six hundred and twenty-five thousand visitors forecast to visit New Hampshire over the holiday weekend. I went to climb North and South Hancock, two of New Hampshire’s high peaks. We drove about two and a half...

Change Is Good

Change is good. For thirty-nine years, I didn’t attend a college reunion, and then last weekend, I did. I went because I promised my college housemates I would go, so I kept my word and went. The irony is: no one from this cohort attended, though the one who lives...

Thanking My Students

Tonight, I’ll be giving an informal commencement address thanking the students who’ve participated in the memoir-writing class I’ve been teaching at the Moore Free Library for the past twelve weeks. This is what I’ll say: Thank you for your courage to show up...