The Correspondent
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Yesterday in a fever dream I walked through a forest of strawberry cream – lay down upon a petal bed – swiftly sinking… sinking, sleeping… sleeping, walking… walking, waking… among the hellebores who hissed with dragon tongues and cursed me. Now…
I lived on the moon for a while With the dusty dune-dwelling sparrows And odd signs and symbols, ever-shifting. One time I saw a purple balloon That had made it all the way to the moon But mostly I dwelt…
One of these things is not like the other… The dissing of Dr. Seuss; Megxit; Avril Lavigne’s first hit: Pure magic: Yes, it’s a book “on dogs”. But mostly it’s a book about E.B. White. Hearing his voice this week…
I walked too far on a cold, grey day – all the way to the Portman house. It’s a local landmark for obvious reasons. There was nothing to be done except walk back, the hardware in my left ankle moaning….
Walking slowly – ankles aching – you tend to see the small things on the shore. Each shell a death – they delight and enchant. I can’t quite wrap my mind around that. Is it something to do with mortality – the big…
Bacon Celebrity Mary Raymond stops in today with her thoughts on Chatter: The Voice in Our Head, Why It Matters, and How to Harness It. I have some reservations about the book’s title. It feels kind-of – I don’t know…
My husband and I left Pepper and Daisy at home when we went out to dinner a few nights ago. Daisy stayed in her crate – against her will – because she is a puppy and likely to get into…
My friend Mary Jo Shankle has found her way – perhaps her calling – during the pandemic. Here’s what she has to say. Thank you for spending some time in the Bacon Neighborhood today, Mary Jo! It’s a beautiful…
Ash Wednesday invites reflection on sin, suffering, and grace. A massive winter storm invites reflection as well. Our world is transformed by snow and ice. Today’s Bacon features photos from around town as well as a Lenten devotional recommendation from…