The Past

Recently, I received (by way of my sister) many treasures and mementos that flooded me with memories of the past. The camera that my mother used from the early 50’s up until the day she couldn’t get parts for it anymore. Baby photos I’d never seen before. Baby photos taken…

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Love and Detachment

I watched as the hawk tore at the flesh of the young hare. The evening before, the young ones had emerged from the tall grass to play tag with their parents in the open field. Now, the two adult hares watched the hawk from the edge of the tall grass.…

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Grief, anger, and fear?

I’ve been struggling for the past few days to process all the images, emotions and words that flood the media after the events of last week. My initial reaction, when I woke up Saturday morning to the news of attacks in Paris, was one of horror and grief.  I lit…

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Enduring

About the same time that I was commemorating the life of an old friend, who had lived a good and fulfilling life and passed away peacefully, my beloved osprey nest on Hog Island, Maine was struck by a sudden and deep tragedy. Eagles dove in and manage to snap up…

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Back to 1970…

Friends ask me just how I ended up in Holland? Here is the full story of how I accidentally became an expat: In 1970, the world is an interesting place. Through the eyes of a young, hippy, college-dropout in the United States, it is a horrendous place. In May, the…

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Nurturing growth

After the excitement of the book presentation at De Nieuwe Boekhandel, I felt the comforting exhaustion of a job well done and spent several quiet days, letting body and soul recuperate. However, May is the month of new birth and growth. Flowers are blooming in my garden and newly-fledged little birds…

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A small miracle

This morning at 6am (my time) I was witness to a small miracle. I wasn’t planning to be there but I couldn’t get back to sleep and decided I might as well get up. And so I saw the Hog Island osprey female, Rachel, laying her third egg of the…

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