Tag Archives: Bob Dylan

The heart lies somewhere I can’t reach

We woke this morning to wet snow on the cherry blossoms outside and on the roofs, people with umbrellas, the smell of someone burning something, probably the stone bake house up the road. Dawn got the kids up though I … Continue reading

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Dance of the honeybee’s memories

When I get Charlotte at school there’s an Italian girl who looks big for her age who’s taken to her but in an overly touchy way, scruffing her like a puppy and squeezing her too tight, and we have to … Continue reading

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Bringing it all back home to Blonde on Blonde

We ate the last of the Tartiflette cold, mom most of it, and fought over the bites with our forks like we were playing a game of hungry hippos gulping down marbles. I got my first sunburn of the season … Continue reading

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Just Like Billy Pilgrim’s Blues, Amsterdam

I came unstuck in time again and reappeared 20 years later pawing the glass on some Argentinian steakhouse window in the Red Light district with a bull’s head in the window convinced I’d been there before. Two days in Amsterdam … Continue reading

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How to look like an indie rocker without trying too hard

It’s 62° F in my mom’s kitchen and I’m 45, wearing a scarf and an apron, browning onions. I never wanted to look like an indie rocker which is why I’m so good at it — people stop me on … Continue reading

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Painting titled ‘Easter 1916,’ featuring Patrick Pearse

Staying up late listening to Toto, eating carrots and reading old blog posts, the unease that comes from seeing where you were compared to where you are now, and how little things change over time. Charlotte’s most prized stuffed animal … Continue reading

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The Highly Capable Program Nomination Ends Tomorrow

When I was in school, they called it Gifted. After Gifted came Honours, and after that, was everyone else. Heike’s son Sascha speaks perfect English, with a delicate English accent (he’s 11) and explains how it works here in Germany: … Continue reading

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