Monthly Archives: July 2014

Forget me not

  I managed to grow forget-me-nots from seed this year.  They actually flowered and everything.  Growing things from seed feels like a pretty remarkable feat anyway, but I’m particularly pleased with the forget-me-nots because they look like, well, forget-me-nots. The house we moved … Continue reading

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Back East

The oldness of Boston comes through the soles of my shoes and shows against the outline of the roofs. When I told my small son that the city was over 300 years old, I could hear the stretch in his … Continue reading

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Open and Notorious

The family next door to the north of us moved out over Thanksgiving weekend, seven months ago and counting.  There had been a lot of yelling during the holiday weekend, then a delivery truck backed into the driveway.  I thought they … Continue reading

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