The Collection

Don’t get nervous! Although I am a pastor, it’s not the Sunday offering that the title refers to, but the pitfalls of being a collector.  Although my most cherished collection is my seashells, I have collected one other thing in recent years; turtles. Not live turtles but carved, ceramic, glass, resin, steel, all kinds ofContinue reading “The Collection”

The Gift

I was never the kind of mother that painstakingly folded her children’s clothes, matched and rolled their socks and lined them in their chest of drawers once they were old enough to do those things for themselves. In fact, I felt a burst of independence when my children were old enough to begin doing theirContinue reading “The Gift”

At Home in Onset: A Jack and Maggie Story

There is a funny, but perhaps universal thing about children and their parents.  We tend to think our parents had no lives until we came along, born or adopted, we think it is all about us. Truthfully, there are some things we do not want to know about our parents and perhaps that is asContinue reading “At Home in Onset: A Jack and Maggie Story”

Scents

My sense of smell is the least effective sense in my body, having been dulled, I suspect, from over 55 years of sneezing, snuffling and blowing, courtesy of allergies, seasonal colds and frequent bouts of bronchitis. I may have singled handedly kept the facial tissue industry in business. There are several scents that I associateContinue reading “Scents”

Water, Water Everywhere

Cape Cod is a peninsula that juts out into the Atlantic Ocean as though the collective towns and tourist traps were either flexing a muscle or waving an invitation that says “Come play with us!” Depending on where you slice the peninsula in your imagination, people all the way up to Boston will say thatContinue reading “Water, Water Everywhere”