Tag Archives: Tam Lin
Fall Slides Toward Winter
Monday was sunny but cool enough that I kept the front door closed. Clearly it was time to swap the screen insert for its sturdier cold-weather alternative. This I did. Just in time: Monday night’s temperatures produced the first ice … Continue reading
October License Plate Report
Sorry to be so late with this one: state names have been swirling through my head, but they weren’t on license plates, and I don’t remember ever obsessing so much about Arizona, Nevada, and Georgia in particular. All three of … Continue reading
Trust Your Eyes
People say this all the time. I do too. It’s metonymy: it’s less about your literal eyes and more about your perception, non-visual as well as visual. But my eyes have been crappy since I was in elementary school, and … Continue reading
Pre-Election Prep Talk
I thought of titling this “The Perfect Is the Enemy of the Good,” but (1) it’s too long, (2) it’s a cliché, and (3) I don’t always agree with it. However, when it comes to electoral politics, it’s a good … Continue reading
The Search for Kong
I couldn’t find Kong anywhere. My apartment is not large. Kong is not small like an earring. But Kong was nowhere to be found. Kong — or, more formally, Kong Wobbler — is one of Tam’s favorite toys. The top … Continue reading
Fun Run
Tam and I followed one of our usual routes this morning: down Pine Hill, around the Nat’s Farm field (which Mermaid Farm just hayed about half of), to the bike path and home. It’s never exactly the same, but this … Continue reading
Stupid Turkey, Crazy Dog
So it’s a glorious late spring morning and Tam and I are crossing Old County Road to Pine Hill Road, the last leg of our morning walk. He spots the turkey before I do, no surprise: it is well camouflaged … Continue reading
January Blizzard
We have had, as you may have heard, some serious snow. It’s been a while since we had snow this serious — the kind of snow where the driveway has to be plowed before you can reach the main road, … Continue reading
Another No-Name Blows By
A formidable northeaster blew through earlier this week. I’m pretty sure it’s passed because the leaves are barely rustling and there’s enough sunlight to cast shadows on the road. But it was a big one. When I went to bed … Continue reading
A Red Balloon
Yesterday morning, walking down Pine Hill with Tam, I spotted something bright red way up ahead. Huh? It was too bright and too red to be natural — unless it was a mushroom? Not likely: It was too big, and … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 