not even poets…

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.  —Zelda Fitzgerald 

You have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have. —J. R. R. Tolkien

beach trash in 50 words…

August beach trash somehow seems oddly different to me than a few weeks ago—lacking the playful carefreeness possessed earlier in the summer. The recent items left behind seem more like the oversight of COVID foggy, tired August parents & teenagers just so done with home, social distancing & rules.

Autumn in Vermont, actually my neighborhood.

For many of you this is what you’re seeing outside your own front door.  However, for those of you around the world, I wanted to give you a glimpse of New England autumn.  It’s magical—my favorite time of year.  I was born October 12th, 1966 and autumn is when I feel most “at home” in my life.  Here’s a glimpse.  I wish the vintage Cadillac was mine, alas it is not.  I hope you enjoy the images.

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