Throwing Paint
Reimagining a life in retirement on Nantucket
ONE OF THE REALIST EXPERIENCES ON NANTUCKET
THE CAMP AT TULGEY WOODS
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the Tulgey wood
— Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-glass
***With...
Little, Nameless Unremembered Acts of Kindness and Love
“The best portion of a good man's life:
his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love...
A Reflective Look at the Winter and Hopes for the Spring and Summer
STILL THROWING PAINT—LITERALLY AND METAPHORICALLY—AND STILL LOVING IT
Like a Jackson Pollick painting, this article is going to consist of lots of bright...
I have made up my mind now to be a sailor’s wife,
To have a purse full of money and a very easy life,
For a clever sailor husband is so seldom at his home,...
“Nantucket! Take out your map and look at it.
See what a real corner of the world it occupies;
how it stands there, away off shore, more lonely
than the...
We live in an interesting age at the intersection between a total dependence on technology and am old fashioned reliance on each other. Currently, my computer...
"The real voyage of discovery consists,
not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes."
--Marcel Proust
My friend Katherine...
Women Take Care of Each Other
As a mother of three daughters and a grandmother of three girls, I have been thinking a lot lately about the world of women. Over the years, I have met women...
Resilience
“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.”
--Pablo Picasso
“Every artist was at first an amateur...
IF WE ARE NOT PART OF THE SOLUTION, WE ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM
What do YOU think are the major challenges facing Nantucket today? As a new full time resident of Nantucket, I am only beginning to think about the issues...
COLLECTING SEA SHELLS ON THE SEASHORE
“It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny
to have a taste for collecting shells,
than to be born a millionaire...
What to Do When You are Not Reading Before the Fire!
We had a snowstorm on Nantucket this weekend. Winds blew at 74 miles per hour—just one hour below hurricane status. Snow fell, the tides were high, and I...
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