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Pink Dogwood

There is a pink dogwood tree in my back yard. This is the first spring I’ve seen it bloom and it has been lovely. Even in the rain the pink petals flare like ballerinas pirouetting. Everything else in southern Connecticut is getting greener by the day. I have to wear my sunglasses to protect me from the glare of green. It’s glorious!... read more

New firsts

Since I have two small children, I find myself documenting their firsts a lot. First steps, first words, first haircut. After those initial milestones, there are different firsts to look forward to. First day of school. First night away from home. First (gasp!) date. But I like to remember that my kids aren’t the only ones discovering new things. We never stop having firsts. Just this past week I tried my first oysters. I like seafood and shellfish and I love sushi, but I’d never had the chance to try fresh, raw oysters before. It doesn’t help that my husband is allergic to shellfish, but that’s neither here nor there. And it turns out I’m an oyster person, definitely. What a delight to not only discover something new to enjoy, but to discover another bit about myself as a person. And it’s nice to know that we never stop having new experiences and new firsts.  ... read more

United by coffee

I don’t drink coffee. I’ve never been able to tolerate the jitters even a mild jolt of caffeine gives me, but I love the smell of coffee and the rituals associated with it. That’s probably why most of characters are dependent on the stuff. My desire to be coffee-adjacent often has me sipping herbal tea at one of the many Starbucks of Fairfield County, my still-new-to-me home. I can write away from the distractions of home (kids, laundry, husband, usually in that order) and instead revel in the distraction of whirring espresso machines, overly loud Dave Brubeck on the sound system, and the conversations of other escapees from daily life. It’s amazing how productive I can be with just the smell of caffeine in the air, and a chocolate croissant in my hand. Apparently, that’s how a lot of people are able to be productive because at my last visit, no less than a dozen other folks were in residence with their laptops as well. I always wonder what they’re working away on–probably not a sex scene set on a Hawaiian beach. But who knows?... read more