Living In Place
A Visit From a Reader
Last Friday, I had a visit from a reader who’d been commenting on my posts for several months. I always try to reply to readers’ comments. So Judith and I were soon engaged in...
Walking My Way Back to My Desk
I’d been working full-time revising a novel from August twentieth until September twenty-first. Those were four glorious weeks of concentrated work, during which I never had to...
Train Travel on Amtrak’s Vermonter
Last Friday, I boarded Amtrak’s Vermonter and headed to Penn Station. It was a great way for a slow-living homebody to travel. The train isn’t the fastest way to get to New York...
Seeing Behind You
The biggest challenge of sculling for me is not balancing in a long, narrow boat nor wielding eight-foot oars, but seeing behind me. When I'm in my racing shell, I face where...
MY SUMMER VACATION
MY SUMMER VACATION Last week I went on my long-anticipated summer vacation during which my husband and I planned to hike sixty miles of The Long Trail, bringing our twenty-plus...
Walking & Writing as a Way of Life
WALKING AND WRITING AS A WAY OF LIFE Walking and Writing are a way of life for me. Hiking over the uneven terrain of uncertainty helps shake my ideas into place, and I return to...