Tag Archives: everyday life in New England

Does this bruise make me look fat?

Posted on December 13, 2014 by theonceandfutureemptynest

Tuesday morning was bleak.  The sun was supposed to be up when I opened the door from the kitchen to the deck to let the dogs out but I couldn’t see it.  The world was gray and cold—19 degrees.  It … Continue reading →

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On a Gravel Road

Posted on November 18, 2014 by theonceandfutureemptynest

After a couple of hours of shoveling and raking gravel, I went inside, made myself a cup of tea and dashed off last Friday’s post about what a great workout this was—squats, lifts, stretches.   Little did I realize what an … Continue reading →

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The Getting Ready for Winter Workout

Posted on November 14, 2014 by theonceandfutureemptynest

I have Lucinda William’s song, “Car Wheels on a Gravel Road” stuck in my head (and if you have to have a song stuck in your head, anything by Lucinda Williams is enjoyable). Why is this song looping over and … Continue reading →

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The Joy of Seasons

Posted on November 13, 2012 by theonceandfutureemptynest

Yesterday I took four of the dogs for a jog at Fisher Meadows.  I hadn’t been doing much running lately.  Using my trip to California, the flu, my mother-in-law’s visit, Hurricane Sandy and the snowy Nor’easter as excuses, I managed … Continue reading →

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Stone Walls

Posted on May 21, 2012 by theonceandfutureemptynest

Lines from Robert Frost’s poem, “Mending Wall” run through my mind as my dogs patrol the one stone wall in my yard.  The speaker ruminates: “’Something there is that doesn’t love a wall/That wants it down.’  I could say ‘Elves’ … Continue reading →

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