Tag Archives: Chiquita
Found in an Unfiled Pile
Lately I have been doing some serious rearranging of stuff. Redecorating it isn’t, because I never decorated in the first place. I rarely rearrange either, because in my studio apartment there’s pretty much only one arrangement that accommodates all my … Continue reading
Posted in home, musing, writing
Tagged Chiquita, family, history, housecleaning, Island Theatre Workshop, Mary Payne, Mud of the Place, poetry, stuff, theater
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Rice
Almost every time I cook rice, I remember my mother warning me not to lift the lid while it was cooking because then it wouldn’t come out right. Somewhere along the way I got brave and discovered that this isn’t … Continue reading
Posted in home, Martha's Vineyard, musing, writing
Tagged Chiquita, family, food, Gerry Kelly, Mary Payne, poetry
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From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 