Zephyr

When I was 14 or so, my father reclaimed a sailboat that had been left untended for years on a trailer under the trees near our house. The open…

Notebooks

Over the past two years, I’ve worked my way out of a 20-year writer’s block. Or, less dramatically, I started writing regularly again after a 20-year hiatus.

Through this process, I’ve had to watch out for patterns of thought and activity that would take me back to the place where I…

The Wind

I came home last night in a huge windstorm. The gusts we blowing from the west. as my plane dropped down into White Plains, the wind caught the pockets under its wings and batted at its nose like a wrestler trying to grab hold and slam it into the ground.

Autumn

I am on the couch on the porch. The morning is humid, but not chilled. The night is easing off. It is about 7 am on Sunday morning.

Charlie just scurried off to the front driveway to check something out. Bella heeded my admonition to stay.