Homesick.

Over the past two days I’ve had three different conversations about my life in Scotland. By the time I got in my car to drive home, I was deeply homesick for it, mostly the friends and coworkers I miss, but also mundane bits like Christmas Eve in Waitrose, random herds of curious horses, learning how to rideContinue reading “Homesick.”

Day 296 of Project 365: Cheechaw the spider.

This is Cheechaw, our house spider. She sits serenely above us all and eats all of the nasty bugs that come around. I love her. I had to get up on a step-stool to take this photo and even then I had to lift my arms way above my head. I named her “Cheechaw” forContinue reading “Day 296 of Project 365: Cheechaw the spider.”

Day 295 of Project 365: Today’s smile.

Today’s smile started when I picked FunkyPlaid up from the airport this morning and it hasn’t been far from my face since. FunkyPlaid even managed to decorate a little for Halloween! I’m so glad he’s home. Work and exhaustion are solid distractions from my loneliness, but life is so much better when he’s around. WritingContinue reading “Day 295 of Project 365: Today’s smile.”

Day 266 of Project 365: Guest room.

Tomorrow a dear friend arrives for a weekend visit and I am so excited! My study is also the guest-room, so the daybed also serves as the auxiliary clothing surface where I toss outfits that don’t pass bleary-eyed muster each workday morning. Now the daybed is cleared off, freshly laundered, and (since Zen doesn’t jump up there anymore) fur-free. Writing from: a cozy guest-room in Portland,Continue reading “Day 266 of Project 365: Guest room.”

Day 247 of Project 365: Missing Scotland.

The heatwave dissipated quickly, leaving behind the merest hint of autumn in the air. A few rainy days in a row were enough to wrangle me into heartier outerwear, and as I attempted to shove a wee bag of blueberries into one of my jacket pockets, my fingers caught on a couple of pieces of paper. IContinue reading “Day 247 of Project 365: Missing Scotland.”

Day 172 of Project 365: By the lights.

There are pretty lights in the corner of FunkyPlaid’s study. I haven’t really decorated my space yet, but I am looking forward to it. Today it has been 147 days since we left Scotland, not that I’m counting. (Of course I’m counting. I count everything.) That’s nearly five months. I say “nearly five months” butContinue reading “Day 172 of Project 365: By the lights.”

Day 127 of Project 365: On the front porch.

As the dusk bugs swarmed our bare necks, we ate pizza and salad on the front porch. The conversation drifted lazily between topics, carried by the slight breeze. Small side-tables we had acquired a country ago, a lifetime ago, were jumbled with paper boxes and purple plates. It’s good to be home, I thought, in that momentContinue reading “Day 127 of Project 365: On the front porch.”

Day 32 of Project 365: Puzzled.

There’s something going on in Iowa right now, I think. Is anyone running on the “improve Cygnoir’s immune system” ticket? I could use it. FunkyPlaid, too, has succumbed to the creeping crud. We’re having a quiet evening together, he with his puzzle of various beiges, and me with my notebook. I’m not kidding about theContinue reading “Day 32 of Project 365: Puzzled.”

Day 30 of Project 365: Waiting for the N.

“It’s getting real” is a phrase I unabashedly love. I love it because it’s fun to say and because it indicates a transition from unreality. This unreality is exactly what I have been experiencing in the beautiful enclave of Marin County, reinforced by the fact that I am dependent on others to get in andContinue reading “Day 30 of Project 365: Waiting for the N.”