At Last

by Rachael on April 11, 2014

At last, the daffodils.

daffodil hill

As I remember it, last year they were already blooming in March. This blog tells me otherwise. Anyway, this year, the wait felt long.

I’m working on a book now: slowly, slowly, draft after shitty draft. Eventually, I believe, the effort will bear fruit.

Thank goodness that so many things come to fruition without any effort on my part. Such as spring! All I had to do was wait for it.

above the cranford rose garden

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Back to the Beginning

by Rachael on March 24, 2014

First flowers of 2014!Last spring I announced a blogging schedule, but in the months that followed, I gradually stopped following the schedule. This year, I’ve posted only occasionally, just as I did in the first couple years of this blog.

Though I’d like to commit to a posting schedule — once a week, on Fridays? — I’ve found that what matters most (for me) in keeping to a blogging schedule is finding a regular time not to post my writing, but to write my writing. And right now, poetry is my priority during my regular writing time.

So here I am, back to the beginning of my blogging, with a long list of things I’d like to write about but the time to write (and then post) only occasionally. I’m not giving up; I’m just letting go a bit.

Meanwhile, in another sense, too, I’ve gone back to the beginning of my blogging — which, some half-dozen people may remember, started as a way to work through my thoughts about literature. I have a Tumblr now, “a place to note what interests me in what I am reading and hoping to read” (as I described it over there). Follow me there, if you’re interested in books!

And, too, happy spring!

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Happy Birthday, Little Gnome!

February 25, 2014

Saturday was his birthday, so Grandma and Grandpa came from Connecticut and we went to the New York Transit Museum, because among his favorite things of course are trains, which he calls nee. For an hour or so he ran up and down all the old nee while the rest of us tried to keep […]

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Friday I’m In Love

February 12, 2014

These days my favorite day is Friday, and my favorite part of each Friday usually happens right after L and I pick up the Gnome from day care, when Brian meets up with us somewhere along Cortelyou Road. At the end of a long, hard week, our family is reunited for a lazy evening at […]

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No Big Deal

February 7, 2014

January was hard, and before that December was hard, and before that I hardly remember November at all. Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to see how long I can go without yelling at anyone. So far my limit is four days, and as of this morning I think I’m back to zero. Someone suggested that I […]

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January 24, 2014

A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama …

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January 17, 2014

A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama … We went to the American Museum of Natural History last weekend mostly for the dinosaurs, of course, and despite the many, many tourists everywhere and the institutional setting, the remains of these ancient creatures are untamed and powerful. “I love it ’cuz it freaks me out,” said L […]

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Ordinary Time

January 7, 2014

We greeted the new year as we usually do, quietly. I wrote no resolutions and designated no Word of the Year. This year, I plan to work on establishing one new habit each month. I don’t know what all of the twelve habits will be. This month’s habit is to get dressed before breakfast every […]

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What Christmas Is All About

December 25, 2013

The day after we returned home from our Thanksgiving holiday, I realized that it was now December, and I could freely play Christmas music. I asked L what he wanted to hear, and (of course) he chose “A Charlie Brown Christmas” — my favorite, too. I often used to cry when I listened to Vince […]

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December 20, 2013

A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama … I may not care for the long nights, but I do so love the winter sun.

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