Monday, May 23, 2016

Certain words

When I was growing up, I hated the word "utility."  We had a large, pantry-like cabinet in our kitchen, after it got remodeled, and my mom called it the "utility cabinet" and that drove me crazy. My animosity had nothing to do with the meaning of the word, but somehow the sound of it was deeply repulsive to me. My mom had no patience for my dislike, and was not about to call it anything else. I don't know why she was so stubborn about it, but in any case I realized today that it's just a word to me now -- no power, no energy, nothing negative about it. So I guess that's progress.

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Saturday, May 21, 2016

Warming up

We got up early this morning -- well, the regular time for a weekday but a little brutal for a weekend -- to drive out to Deerfield, Massachusetts for the third Ultimate tournament of the season. Too many kids on the team (and their parents?!?) feel okay about disregarding the expectation at the start of the season -- being on the A team is supposed to mean that you're committing to playing the weekend tournaments. So they always end up short-handed, which makes having to play a full day of games all the harder, given how few subs they have. But even though the day started with two tough losses, our crew kept up their good cheer and great sportsmanship; they won their last two games and -- most importantly -- game home with the Spirit Award on the day.

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Friday, May 20, 2016

Color and texture

Maybe next year it'll just be my theme throughout....

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Thursday, May 19, 2016


Dean mentioned to Emma last night that today was Grandparents and Friends Day at his school; she lives and goes to school about 90 minutes away from here. Closer to two and a half hours at rush hour. Somehow she convinced her mom to (a) let her take the day off of school and (b) to given her a ride to our school, and (c) wait a couple of hours for her to have her visit. A real treat and relief for Dean, who would rather not have a day every year serving only to remind him of loss. Sometimes I enjoy being a bad influence on other parents (Emma's mom was a little shocked that I let Dean take off last Friday since the prom was that night and we needed to head down to her town early to avoid the Friday afternoon traffic). Love it.

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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Environmental sculpture

On either side of the path that our graduates will soon journey down on their way to the ceremony that will take place on the quad, students are building sculptures that speak to thresholds, gateways, journeys.

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Monday, May 16, 2016

Wind and rain

make the tulip look like something else, entirely.

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Sunday, May 15, 2016

Well, hello there!

 Wasn't easy to leave her there, in the store. But I did.

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Friday, May 13, 2016


Dean's girlfriend is a year younger, and goes to a different school. They went to her junior prom with, I'd say, just the right amount of preparations and plans -- not so over-the-top but rather a very special evening out. Another milestone, another moment come and gone. He's caring and kind and still willing to hold still for just another picture, and I wish I could hold him right here.

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