Dec 14, 2014Christie's PorchDo You Hear What I Hear?An essential part of Thanksgiving and Christmas for me is music. So I hold my breath until it’s confirmed that my brother Bill and his...
Nov 14, 2014Christie's PorchThis NovemberLast night I read a Mary Oliver poem and today can viscerally feel the lingering impact of her consideration of what a soul is. As a...
Nov 10, 2014Christie's PorchWar, Honor, and My Cousin PhilTwo months ago I was in Scotland and England traveling with friends Maggie and Ian, both formerly with the British Department of...
Nov 8, 2014Thoughts on WritingThrough and ThroughIn complete darkness, I creep like a burglar up an unlighted stairway from the basement apartment in my son Rob’s house. I’m trying...
Apr 16, 2014Thornton BurgessA Preschool EpiphanyA few weeks ago I experienced an epiphany, the kind that lingers in your mind in the days that follow it... I had just dropped my...
Mar 19, 2014Christie's PorchWhat Goes Around Comes AroundWhat Goes Around Comes Around, Historically Speaking My grandmother Helen Moore was born in 1883 in Dumont New Jersey, one of the...
Feb 27, 2014Christie's PorchWish You Were HereI live in the central village of a seaside New England town old enough to celebrate a 375th anniversary this year. Those of us who live...
Feb 4, 2014Thornton BurgessLive Radio InterviewThe prospect of being interviewed recently on live radio was exciting, but I felt a little nervous as I drove to Woods Hole and parked...
Jan 8, 2014Christie's PorchA Winter WindowAlthough this little horse is a gift from New Mexico, he will always remind me of Cape Cod snowstorms, good friends and expectations. In...
Dec 8, 2013Thoughts on WritingWriting About a Provincetown ArtistBecause writing is generally a solitary activity, writers need to cultivate and maintain social contacts. For me the Cape Cod branch of...