Sherry | September 8, 2008
You’ve probably noticed I notice markers. By that I mean I pay attention to anniversaries. I suppose this interest affirms my belief in history. We are who we were. Looking backward is just as important as looking forward. Trust me, I don’t even begin to post most of my markers. But today is my 5-year [...]
Sherry | September 6, 2008
A cloud bank moved in just about the time we finished our short hike into Short Sands beach. Oh well, we weren’t there for the rays; we were there to hang out with John and Erin and many of their friends and Erin’s folks. It isn’t our final farewell to the travelers. J&E head south [...]
Sherry | September 3, 2008
Posthumous
Would it surprise you to learn
that years beyond your longest winter
you still get letters from your bank, your old
philanthropies, cold flakes drifting
through the mail-slot with your name?
Though it’s been a long time since your face
interrupted the light in my door-frame,
and the last tremblings of your voice
have drained from my telephone wire,
from the lists of the [...]
Sherry | September 2, 2008
Mauri and I decided to pass up an opportunity to participate in a community garden this year, even though many of our friends were joining up. Not that we have anything against the idea but mostly because we would be gone a good part of the growing season. My other not-so-secret reason is that I’m [...]
Sherry | September 1, 2008
John and Erin usually live in their own house across town, but for a short time they’re staying with us. That’s because they’re ready to head out on a nine-month around-the-world adventure, and they’ve already rented their house to college students. Erin’s parents, Ed and Joy, are here too, having flown in from the East [...]