God willing, Pamela and I will be traveling to North Queensland, Australia in 2011.
It’s a long story as far as my newborn love of a country I’ve yet to see but know that
most of the story is already here on the blog.
Troll the tag ‘Australia’ and I think you’ll begin to see why.
We have taken [...]
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Two Flowers
Posted: 27th August 2009 by ~m in Akubra Hats, Angels, Australia, Cape Cod, Family, Friends, Imagine, Life, Love, Memoir, Pamela, Personal, Sacred, Sad, Truth, amazing, flowers, womenTags: Australia, flowers, Friends, Life, Love, Memoir, unexpected
There are things that happen in our lives that occasionally defy space, time, gravity and logic.
While we experience these types of phenomena on a daily basis
we are sometimes too busy to see and embrace it.
There are two areas that require attention in my backyard: the lawn and the flowers.
I generally mow the lawn while Pamela [...]
2,592,000 seconds
Posted: 24th August 2009 by ~m in Akubra Hats, Australia, Blogging, Classic Literature, Creative, Life, Personal, Reading, Sad, Time, Trainride, Travel, Truth, weird, writingTags: Blogging, Ipod, Music, Personal, Reading, Time, trains, writing
I figured out that I spend approximately one month a year riding the train back and forth to Boston.
One month.
30 days.
720 hours.
43,200 minutes.
2,592,000 seconds.
I write, read, sleep, text message, eat, drink
and look out the slightly opaque windows and think.
I’ve been doing this for over 4 years and if it weren’t for my writing stuff and [...]
Akubra
Posted: 10th August 2009 by ~m in Akubra Hats, Australia, Cape Cod, Family, Food, Friends, Imagine, Internet, Life, Memoir, Personal, Truth, eye dew, the CosmosTags: Akubra, Australia, Family, freinds, gifts, Life, Love, Truth
One night at the Cape all of us went to Baxter’s in Hyannis for dinner.
It was a beautiful night as we sat watching the ferries come and go in the harbour.
Not sure what everyone ordered to eat but no one was talking and I’m assuming it was all good.
I do remember that Mark got an [...]

