Home Again ~ My Cup Runneth Over

Taken any sentimental journeys lately? Some people never leave their home towns, some leave and never look back, some return after an absence. Here is a part of my story; what is yours?

A Land Locked Life with a Beach Girl Heart

The mountains are one kind of beauty and the beach and ocean another kind of beauty and I have been privileged to call them both home. I am a Flat Lander, a Beach Girl and an immigrant in a state full of mountains, forests and farmlands. There are mountains in Massachusetts, but my whole lifeContinue reading “A Land Locked Life with a Beach Girl Heart”

Unexpected Blessings ~ Part II

OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND There have been many times in my life when my default mode has been “Out of sight, out of mind.” When I transferred from public school to boarding school the beginning of 7th grade, it didn’t occur to me to let any of my classmates know, except my bestContinue reading “Unexpected Blessings ~ Part II”

On Languages, Accents and Being Home

I am from a small town just southwest of Cape Cod; On our end, the Cape Cod Canal begins in the waters of Buzzards Bay, just outside of Onset Bay. My husband says that people here “talk funny” but that is because I don’t have an accent, not a discernable one anyway. My mother wouldn’tContinue reading “On Languages, Accents and Being Home”

A Slice of Pizza and a Slice of Life: A Union Villa Story

A little over two years ago, when I was in the middle of a December baking frenzy, I went to the local grocery store to replenish my supply of flour, sugar and butter. When I got my change from the cashier, it included a red quarter. She said, “I’ve never seen a red quarter before.”Continue reading “A Slice of Pizza and a Slice of Life: A Union Villa Story”