Tag: Notion of Home
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Sometimes Sailing
Sometimes sailing? Yes, back to my home/sailboat pairing. Home as sailboat. Homing as sailing. A recurring exploration. Inspired by recent adventures with my extraordinary wife, best friend, and co-adventurer. Sometimes SailingSpringtime and autumnsunrise and sunsethoming and dwelling(and sometimes sailing)pair impossiblewith the possiblesurging, subsidingbeginning, endingcoming, departing healing, harboringand adventuring. Sailing home, coursing forward. And away. At…
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Kevin Raines: Painting Home
Birthday best to Kevin Raines (and lots of gratitude for bringing the wilderness inside our home while expanding our notion of homeness!)
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Homecoming Remix
Over the last year and a half I have scrutinized the notion of home and my personal perspective on “homeness“. I’ve discovered that the experience of homecoming is perhaps one of the best barometers for indicating where (and with whom) we feel most at home. So today I offer you a homecoming remix — a…
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Home Away
Two days ago I shared a scrapbook post that mentioned our “home away from home” and that subsequently referenced Curtain Bluff in Antigua (aka Wadadli). Immediate context was this welcome letter. That welcome letter and the sea urchin test (ie. shell) featured in that post. A fragile artifact from our home away from home… […]…
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Hand-me-down Haiku
As the oldest of three children, I recognize that my association with hand-me-downs is far from universal. Perhaps my brother and sister would offer a different perspective, recollecting with less enthusiasm having been the beneficiaries of my outgrown clothing and playthings during the 1970s and 1980s. And yet I remember my excitement when a box…
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Great, Greater, Greatest Gifts
Plunging into another Bloganuary prompt and once again obliged to qualify my response. This time the question is sufficiently open ended to invoke a great variety of answers. Hurrah! But I’m going to bend the inquiry toward Rosslyn for better relevance. With that prologue, on to great, greater, and greatest gifts. Here’s the Bloganuary prompt.…
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Poetics of Essex
At least part of what I was longing for after living, working, and exploring in Western Europe from 1999 to 2003 was a “connection with place“. To be honest, I’d fallen hard for Paris and Rome, and after four years based primarily in the former, untethering was bittersweet. But something was missing. I had begun…
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Holiday Homecoming
What a wellspring of euphoria this evening! We returned to Rosslyn after briefly sojourning in Santa Fe, returned to a delicate frosting of snow underfoot, early dwindling natural light, holiday lights glowing in windows, 28° outside, toasty inside, the promise of savory stew and spicy cider wafting like a whimsical Christmas carol,… Rosslyn welcomed us…
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Thank You, Tiho!
Although there have been a spattering of timely tributes to Tiho over the last few years, the truth is, I’m long overdue — *beyond* long overdue — for a proper tribute to the man who’s empowered so much of the renovation work that Susan and I have undertaken in recent years. Susan and I first…
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The Farm Backstory
As we hurtle toward completion of the icehouse rehab, I catch myself in barn reflection. Again. Yes, I consider the icehouse a barn. And, yes, migrating my books and artifacts and works in progress from a bedroom-turned-office (aka study/studio) in our home into the almost renovated icehouse is enthusing me beyond reason. It’s also catalyzing…
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Home is Wherever I’m with You
Homecoming! After a week in the Gila Wilderness with John Davis and other Rewilding friends I’m reunited with my beautiful bride. The photo above has *almost* nothing to do with my backcountry adventures in the middle of 3 million acres of New Mexico wilderness. That image was taken about a month ago when Susan and…